Series: Stage Dive #4
on March 31st, 2015
Genres: Contemporary, New Adult, Romance
Don't miss a beat with the fourth and final novel in theUSA Today bestselling Stage Dive series from Kylie Scott.
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?
I love a good rocker book and I have really enjoyed each of the books in the Stage Dive series. Sadly, Deep is the final book in the series and I will be sad to see these rockers go.
This book is the story of Ben the bearded bass player, and Liz the little sister to Anne who recently married Mal the drummer for Stage Dive. After forming a quick, but semi-forbidden friendship, Ben and Liz give in to their desires one hot night in Vegas. But what should have ended there, becomes a complication to their friendship and the band, when Liz ends up pregnant.
Ben is so not the relationship type. But there is just something about Liz that changes everything for him. He wants to have what his bandmates have with their partners and he can’t help but fall for Liz. A good portion of their friendship and forming relationship is shown through text messages. This kind of worked and kind of didn’t. I would have liked to see more one on one time with the two of them and also more time with them as a couple.
“Sweetheart, you can have whatever the fuck you want, I promise. Whatever you need. No more holding back. No more fear.”
I felt the connection and attraction between Liz and Ben, but kind of wish that we had gotten Ben’s point of view (POV) to show a different side to their back and forth relationship. I also wish that this book, especially being the last in the series, would have been a bit longer and had an epilogue that included a future look on all of the couples from the series.
“You’ve been important since day one. Only girl I kept coming back to. Didn’t matter how far I ran, I couldn’t get you off my mind. Never been this way about another woman.”
The entire series is worth picking up and reading, especially if you like sexy, alpha, rockers!!
His laughter, it didn’t really sound the smallest bit amused. “Christ. You’re done
“Ah, no. I’m actually not. Now see, this is where we have a problem.” I folded my
arms. Then unfolded them because like fuck I’d look defensive. He was the one in
the wrong, not me. “You’re not prepared to take me, or my feelings, seriously.
What you want is to hide away in Mr. Too Cool for Commitment land and just
play with my affections when it suits you. Okay, I’ve accepted that. But none of
that means it’s okay for you to come in here and act like you’re the boss of me.
None of it.”
“That so?” he asked, leaning down so that we were almost nose to nose.
“That’s so, baby.” I playpunched him in the shoulder, which it should be noted, I
barely came up to. Okay, so maybe the alcohol on a mostly empty stomach had
made me slightly/lots braver/sillier. “So why don’t you take your little caveman
jealous tantrum bullshit somewhere else. See, I do this funny thing I like to refer to
as whatever the fuck I want. Understand?”
He just stared.
“And as pretty as you are with your beard and your muscles, you are too damn
tricky and . . . complicated and shit for me.”
“Yes, you are. Are you finally seeing my point here?”
“Excellent. So take your hotness elsewhere, kind sir. I want no part of it!” Huh. I
had so told him. Drunken bravado was the best.