My Thoughts
Lori's sister is marrying a rock star and she worries that she is making a mistake because of the way they got together. When Callie asks her to help her get a former member of her fiancee's band to help write a song for a wedding gift she has no idea what she is getting into. She has to go to the boonies to find Dash and then he only agrees to help if she plays the guitar for the performance of the song with Callie. So he begins to teach her to play while they fight their attraction.
I enjoyed watching Lori and Dash fall in love.
I give Resisting the Musician 3 hearts!
About the Book
Bridal shoe company owner Lori
Hanover is in way over her head. First, her designer sister has fallen head
over heels for the rock star fiancé of a client - talk about bad PR! Now her
business is falling apart. Lori's only hope in saving her company is
making the world believe it was true love, even if she's not so sure
herself. Her best bet? A song. For this she turns to the
most frustrating musical recluse in America, Dash Mills, a man who could pass
for Thor’s sexier brother. And even though this former rock superstar agrees to
help, it comes at a price…
When Lori agrees to Dash’s terms, he thinks she's the one in for a challenge.
But the more time he spends with this spitfire bombshell, the more tempted he
is to play her—in more ways than one. But Dash left behind the rock and roll
life for a reason. And seductive as Lori may be, if she drags him
back into that world, this time he won't forgive himself...or her.
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Excerpt
"What compelled you to ignore the ‘No Trespassing Or My
Vicious Dogs will Eat Your Liver For Brunch’ sign?” asked Dash.
In sentences three words and less his voice was
riveting. Longer it was rich and smooth,
with a hint of an accent Lori couldn’t pick.
“The sign lied,” Lori prevaricated, as if she didn’t have a
million things she ought to be doing with her time other than standing in this
doorway in the middle of nowhere falling into the slumberous dark eyes of a
hulking stranger.
His wide mouth flickered up at one corner. She would have bet a mint the guy was well
aware how a smile like that would play with any female within range.
“If you want liver-eaters for dogs,” she said, standing
taller to negate the urge to fan herself, “they need discipline.”
One meaty shoulder lifted into a shrug. “Never been that keen on the stuff myself.”
“Liver?”
“Discipline.”
He touched the side of his nose and she wondered how many
times it had been broken. And how big
the other guys must have been.
About the Author
Australian writer Ally Blake is a redhead, a
footy fan, a devotee of the language of Aaron Sorkin; she is addicted to
stationery and M&Ms and weak in the face of Italians and fire-fighters and
a firm believer in love, luck, and fairies. She is also a best-selling author
with more than twenty-five fun, flirty romance novels under her belt with over
three million copies of her books sold worldwide. For Ally's take on life,
writing, and other fancy stuff, head to www.allyblake.com.
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