Lick (Kylie Scott)

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Waking up in Vegas was never meant to be like this.

Evelyn Thomas’s plans for celebrating her twenty-first birthday in Las Vegas were big. Huge. But she sure as hell never meant to wake up on the bathroom floor with a hangover to rival the black plague, a very attractive half-naked tattooed man, and a diamond on her finger large enough to scare King Kong. Now if she could just remember how it all happened.

One thing is for certain, being married to rock and roll’s favourite son is sure to be a wild ride. 


Rock star tropes are not really my thing. But I’ll give credit where credit is due: the book wasn’t TERRIBLE. Not at all.

The characters in the story were very well developed for my liking. And they were likeable. Well, except for David. To be honest he did nothing for me. He was a tad bit dramatic and immature for his age. And every time he whines about Ev leaving I cringed inside. Controlling issues and tendencies much?

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The story was predictable. It might have been well written but I could tell every direction it was about to take off in. Oh! And here we have the most classic story line of “you treated me like a person, not a rock star or celebrity.” We know, homegirl seen you as a person and you loved her for it. All in three days. Aww.

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ALSO – Pet peeve: Ev said “my husband” at least 4930 times. I’m not kidding, do a search on it.

Long story short, it was a fun and quick read. I cruised through the first half and the second half was much slower. The ending was a little half-added but I was satisfied.

Ps: I’m glad this can be read as a standalone *says silent prayer*

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