Deep (Stage Dive #4) by Kylie Scott
Source: provided by publisher via NetGalley
Date read: March 1, 2015
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Positive. With two little lines on a pregnancy test, everything in Lizzy Rollins' ordinary life is about to change forever. And all because of one big mistake in Vegas with Ben Nicholson, the irresistibly sexy bass player for Stage Dive. So what if Ben's the only man she's ever met who can make her feel completely safe, cherished, and out of control with desire at the same time? Lizzy knows the gorgeous rock star isn't looking for anything more permanent than a good time, no matter how much she wishes differently.
Ben knows Lizzy is off limits. Completely and utterly. She's his best friend's little sister now, and no matter how hot the chemistry is between them, no matter how sweet and sexy she is, he's not going to go there. But when Ben is forced to keep the one girl he's always had a weakness for out of trouble in Sin City, he quickly learns that what happens in Vegas, doesn't always stay there. Now he and Lizzie are connected in the deepest way possible...but will it lead to a connection of the heart?
Thoughts on Deep: MAN, I love this series. I am so seriously smitten with the men from Stage Dive it's ridiculous. The good type of ridiculous. The type where I might read Mal's book for the fourteenth time and have no regrets over it. *dreamy sigh*
We've had the chance to watch all of them fall. David, with his soulful looks and mistakes and unbridled love for Ev. Mal, with his manic personality and completely insane antics and Anne who is utterly delighted with his playful personality. Jimmy, sometimes a jerk, sometimes not, but always entertaining as he and Lena duke it out (By the by, Jimmy grew on me. A lot. I'm still stunned by how much I ended up liking him.).
Now there's Ben. Ben who tries to honor his promise to Mal by staying away from Lizzy. Ben who doesn't think he wants any sort of commitment, but he can't quite seem to shake Lizzy from his thoughts. Ben who makes some epic mistakes and has a sister I wanted to throttle on more than one occasion.
And Lizzy's been smitten with the big guy from the beginning. Their text messages were awesome. Lizzy's dogged determination to be in his life in one way or another got a slow thumbs up. She's so pragmatic about it, too. When one thing doesn't work, she tries from a different angle. And, yeah, there was no way the "just" friends thing was going to work out. Those two were so into each other it was painfully adorable.
Even when Ben was pushing her away. Or running away. Remember those mistakes I mentioned above? Yeeeaaaah.
I'm very, very sad to see this series end, but I can't wait to see where things go with the spin-off series. Vaughn got to me. I want to see his story. I want him to find some happy after what he's dealing with in this book.
Bottom line: OMG! SO MUCH LOVE! All these boys stole my heart in their own way. I love seeing them interact and play and love as hard as they do.
“C’mon. How have you been, really? What’s been going on with you?” he pushed. I frowned at him and he frowned right back. “Liz, please.”
I groaned in defeat. “All right, I suck.”
“Why do you suck?”
“So very many reasons.” I pushed my hair back from my face—no more hiding. “Pregnancy sucks. It’s natural, my ass. I finally stop throwing up, but I’m tired all the time. Giving up coffee was horrendous. None of my clothes fit right because of these stupid breasts, and they ache constantly. I have to pee like every thirty seconds, and then to top it off, I cry every time the Healthy Hound ad comes on. It’s ridiculous”
Little wrinkles appeared either side of his nose. “You cry at a dog food ad?”
“Yes. The puppies jump all over each other to get to their mother and it’s just so beautiful, with their cute little tails wagging and everything.”
He just stared at me.
“I know its psycho, Ben. Believe me, I’m well aware of this.”
“Hey, it’s fine.” He covered a smile with his hand. Too late, the bastard.
“You try dealing with all these hormones going apeshit. Crap. Apeshoot.”
“I’m trying not to swear,” I explained. “You want the first word our child comes out with to be something bad?”
“No. Gotcha.” The man was incredibly bad at hiding a grin. “No swearing.”
About the author:
Kylie is represented by Amy Tannenbaum at the Jane Rotrosen Agency, New York.
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