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Indy Savage, cop's daughter, rock chick and used bookstore owner, has been in love with Lee Nightingale, once bad boy, now the man behind Nightingale Investigations, since she was five years old. No matter what ingenious schemes Indy used to capture his attention, Lee never showed an interest and Indy finally gave up. Now Indy's employee, Rosie, has lost a bag of diamonds and bad guys are shooting at him. When Indy gets involved, Lee is forced to help. Complicating matters, Lee has decided he's interested, Indy's decided she's not. But she can't seem to keep Lee out of her life when she's repeatedly stun gunned, kidnapped and there are car bombs exploding (not to mention she's finding dead bodies).
Indy's best bet is to solve the mystery of the diamonds before Lee. Lee's challenge is to keep Indy alive and, at the same time, win back her heart.
Rock Chick is an outrageously funny tale! I haven’t had so much fun reading a book in ages Indy is a true rock chick, she is funny, sweet, competent and loyal, and I loved everything about her. She has been in love with Lee, her best friend Ally’s older brother, her whole life. When things finally go the way she’s always wanted, she is a little confused at first. Especially because she’s in the middle of something that doesn’t really have anything to do with her.
Rock Chick is well written, with round characters I can’t wait to read more about, and both friendship, suspense and love are the main ingredients of the story. And even if the story is quite outrageous, I just let myself go with it, and I was taken on such a fun ride I really look forward to reading the next Rock Chick story – the sooner the better. Indy in her used book-store, selling coffee and books as best she can, is always surrounded by friends, and she makes more friends as the story goes on.
Lee is a very hot alpha male with a secret life on the side. Ever since he told Indy she was like a sister to him, she’s been avoiding him, taking his utterance at face value. While Lee is hot and sexy, he is almost a little too alpha for me – I could never be with a guy like him! – but he and Indy go together so well. Their chemistry is off the charts, and they have known each other their whole lives. Which makes the story in Rock Chick even better, in my opinion, because it means their whirlwind romance is still very much believable.
Indy is a character who never does what people tell her to, and she therefore ends up in some pretty sticky situations, where she needs all of her wit, fighting skills and big mouth to save herself – at least until more help is on the way. Rock Chick is very fast paced, and even if it’s over four hundred pages, it only took me a day to read, I kept clicking on the next page button on my kindle with fervor. All of the characters came to life brilliantly, and even those who were despicable were well done. I totally hated Cherry, and I was kind of gleeful when she got her comeuppance in a restaurant because she just had to try to taunt Indy.
If you are looking for a story where the action is ever-present, both in and out of the bedroom, with characters who are almost too much, and that will make you both laugh and swoon, you should pick up Rock Chick at your earliest convenience, I’m sure you won’t regret it!
Liam “Lee” Nightingale could hot wire any care going. He had both a Mustang and a motorcycle, started smoking when he was thirteen, was rumored to be able to get a girl pregnant by just looking at her and was also voted Best Smile.
I looked at Ally, who had dropped another bag on the floor. This one was not an overnighter. This one was bigger and stuffed full. Undoubtedly packed with enough of my clothes to get me through a week of staying at Lee’s by the end of which I would likely be pregnant or Lee’s love slave, or both.
I, on the other hand, was avoiding growing up. My grandmother never grew up. I remembered many a time when my grandfather said to my grandmother, “Ellen, some day you’re gonna have to grow up.” And Gram would always say, “Why would I do a fool thing like that?” I agreed with my grandmother. Growing up didn’t sound like much fun.