This book may be unsuitable for people under 17 years of age due to its use of sexual content, drug and alcohol use, and/or violence.Lead by Kylie Scott
Series: Stage Dive #3
Published by St Martins Griffin on July 29th 2014
Genres: Adult, Romance
Source: Publisher via NetGalley
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As the lead singer of Stage Dive, Jimmy is used to getting whatever he wants, whenever he wants it, whether it's booze, drugs, or women. However, when a PR disaster serves as a wake-up call about his life and lands him in rehab, he finds himself with Lena, a new assistant to keep him out of trouble.
Lena's not willing to take any crap from the sexy rocker and is determined to keep their relationship completely professional, despite their sizzling chemistry. But when Jimmy pushes her too far and Lena leaves, he realizes that he may just have lost the best thing that ever happened to him
Reviewed by Joanne
*An E-ARC was supplied to me via NetGalley*
I’m a latecomer to the Stage Dive party – I only recently read Lick and Play, and I devoured them over two days, I couldn’t read them fast enough. I loved David in Lick, he made me swoon, Mal made me laugh out loud in Play, but in both of those books Jimmy really didn’t appeal to me at all.
I was still looking forward to reading Lead though, because I wanted to see if he would redeem himself, if Kylie Scott could make me like him. Well, she did more than that, she made me LOVE him! Move over David and Mal, Jimmy’s in town!
Jimmy Ferris as an illegal, dangerous, controlled substance. Funnily enough, I could see it. The man affected me on all the levels no matter how much I tried to resist, damn it.
Jimmy was a real douche in Lick – but in this book, we get to see what’s underneath those layers, those carefully constructed walls that he has built up around himself. We get to see why he acts the way he does, and it ain’t pretty. He’s had a hard life, been the subject of a horrible upbringing with no love in his life apart from Mal’s mother. Following events in Play (trying not to give spoilers if you haven’t read it yet!) he’s on a downward spiral, but luckily for him he has his sobriety companion Lena to keep him on the straight and narrow.
“Throw one more thing, Jimmy, and I’ll shove my three-inch heel so far up your ass you’ll need a surgical team to extract it.” I glared up at him from behind my dark bangs. “Is that understood?”
Lena – oh my Lena is brilliant!. She is so down to earth and normal, and says what she thinks. She isn’t afraid to stand up to Jimmy, and doesn’t stand for any of his BS. She’s a girl after my own heart, she struggles with jogging and talking at the same time, she embraces her curves and thinks that having fruit pie counts as being healthy! I love her inner monologue, some of her quips had me in stitches, especially one towards the end – one minute I was struggling to read through my tears and the next I’m chuckling away. My heart went out to her many a time during this book, I really felt for her when she realised she was starting to have feelings for Jimmy. The way he dismissed her was so cruel at times, but it was obvious they both were fighting a losing battle.
….maybe if I was more super-model, less cute and cuddly. What would it take, how many changes would have to be made for him to see me differently? Because he stood less than two feet away from me but it felt like forever. My heart broke ever so slowly and I felt every piece of it shatter and fall.
Jimmy has never experienced love, never been in a relationship and only used to women being with him because of who he is publicly not the man underneath. Lena loves everything about him, warts and all but he finds that hard to believe. He doesn’t believe that he could be capable of being in a relationship and loving someone. There were some really touching moments between them, if only he would wake up and smell the coffee!
“Don’t hate me, Lena,” he whispered. “You want to be mad at me when I do dumb things, that’s fine. But don’t ever hate me. I couldn’t take that, not from you.”
This story is a bit of a slow burner compared to the first two books in the series, but I loved that. I loved the slow development of Jimmy and Lena’s relationship, how the lines slowly blurred from being purely professional to friendship. The anticipation was too much to bear and when they finally got it on, it was worth the wait! It just came out of nowhere and then BAM! SO. FREAKING. HOT! Never mind #OMGJimmy, it’s #OMFGJimmy! My glasses needed little wipers to clear the lenses it was that steamy!
I went up on one elbow, nerves buzzing in my head. “What are you doing now?” “What people do at tables.” Strong hands held my legs apart. “Eating.” My stomach dipped. “Oh, god.” His head disappeared beneath my skirt. Jimmy Ferris seriously did not mess around.
This story has everything – hot rock star, sassy heroine, heart pounding tension, tear jerking moments, and sizzling hot scenes. In case you haven’t realised yet, I love love LOVE Lead, it’s definitely one of my favourites, and Lena and Jimmy are my favourite of the three couples now!
“Lena, you seen my old black Led Zep shirt?”
“You sure?” His brows became one dark cranky line. The scratches on his face were healing well, thank goodness. Though it didn’t reduce my desire to throttle his mother on a daily basis.
“Yes. I haven’t seen it.”
Can’t find it anywhere…”
“And this is a surprise, how?” I slipped my hands into my back jean’s pockets. “Jimmy, you own more clothing than Cher, Brittney, and Elvis, put together. Things are bound to go missing.”
“Sure you haven’t seen it?”
“For goodness sake, what do you think, Jimmy? That I stole it to sleep in or something?” I laughed bitterly. Sure as hell, the truth deserved a good mocking. I’d sunk so despicably low.
I hadn’t even meant to steal the stupid thing, but the shirt had been mixed up with my laundry a few days ago. It’d been the first top I laid my hand on after stepping out of the shower, ready to go to bed. Without thought, I’d put it on and it’d been so soft, the scent of him lingering beneath the laundry detergent. Every night since, I’d found myself in it come bedtime. My shame knew no limits. And no, I still hadn’t quit. The words still hadn’t come even close to leaving my mouth.
He frowned. “No.”
“That I have some deep secret longing to feel close to you resulting in my stealing your shirt like some creepy perv?”
“Course I don’t fucking think that,” he replied crankily, reaching up to grip the top of the doorframe. All of his bulging muscles stretched the arms of his white T-shirt in the nicest way. It was all I could do not to start drooling, my heart beat taking up residence somewhere down between my thighs. And who could blame it? Not me. Maybe if I got laid, this would go away and things would return to normal. It’d seemed safer to avoid rubbing up against any men just in case I got carried away and started dating again. This new situation, however, changed everything.
“Well, of course not! That would be crazy.” And wasn’t that the god’s honest truth? Cray-zeee. Lock me up and throw away the key because it wasn’t like I didn’t know better.
“Just can’t figure out where the hell it could be.”
Angels couldn’t have smiled as innocently. They might have tried, but they would have failed, the dirty-mouthed, winged, little liars. “Jimmy, I don’t know where it is. But I’ll look around for it later, okay?”
“Yeah,” he said, and then added as an afterthought, “and stop looking at me weird.”
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