Tuesday, August 5, 2014

Resisting the Musician (a Head Over Heels Novel) by Ally Blake * Review & Giveaway

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.

My review:
This sweet sexy tale about had me in tears.  Uptight and driven Lori needs the help of laid back Dash and though they are polar opposites they can teach each other a little about living and a lot about love.  I adored watching them grow as individuals and as a couple. 
And although a complimentary copy was provided by author/publisher for an honest review I would go and buy this for myself.

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Excerpt 1

His rumpled T-shirt lifted at his belly to reveal a happy trail and the fact that the top two buttons of his jeans had been left undone, as if he’d rolled out of bed, tugged them on, and headed off into the wilderness.
Also leaving her with the pretty sound impression that he wore nothing underneath.
When Callie had mentioned meeting Jake’s illusive reclusive ex-band-mate a few weeks before, Lori had briefly imagined an overweight, overly-tattooed guy who reeked of bourbon and past glory.
Instead, she’d found Thor.

Excerpt 2
"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.”
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.

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