Summary: Eleven years ago, Shane Ventura made the biggest mistake of his life when he caved in to pressure from his record label to kick his best friend, Jesse Seider, out of their band, Luck. To this day, Shane has never wanted anyone more, and all the sex and alcohol in the world can’t fill the void Jesse left behind. Not even the prospect of teaming up with Britain’s hottest band, Moonlight, for a massive world tour can get him out of his funk. Then he meets lead singer Kayden Berlin and falls into instant lust.
Kayden may act like he’s not interested, but Shane knows he feels the spark between them. Yet the harder Shane pushes, the more Kayden pulls away, until one explosive night leaves Shane with a broken heart. That seems to be his lot — lucky at everything but love. Shane still has one lesson left to learn, though: when it comes to love, you can’t always leave things to chance
Review: Ohmygod, the feelz! I’m not gonna lie, despite knowing that Piper Vaughn and MJ O’Shea are a fantabulous pair, I was a little hesitant. I read and loved the second book, The Luckiest, about a year ago, and I do not usually go backwards in series because it often doesn’t work. I am so glad I was wrong!
Did I stay up way past my bedtime to finish this? YES
Did I cry like a sniveling baby? YES
Did I feel jittery and anxious and want to puke with empathy when they hurt each other? YES!
OK, I’ll try for a more cohesive review. This had a present-to-past-to-present format which doesn’t always work. In this case it was necessary because we met Shane and Berlin, then went back to learn about Shane and Jesse, lather rinse repeat. We don’t get to see Berlin’s POV until late in the book, which is frustrating but understandable. So we suffered with Shane as he tried so desperately to work his way into Berlin’s life, and got rejected time and again, not understanding why. This could have been too painful to watch, but it was interspersed with sweet moments of honesty and sexy snippets (before Berlin would pull away) so that held me over.
We’re privy to information that Shane is not, so sometimes you wanted to smack him because you knew something he said or did would set Berlin off. but that’s the nature of the beast. That last concert in Chicago, despite knowing what was coming, despite seeing it a mile off, I was heartbroken right along with Shane. It was so wonderfully written from both sides that you could feel the anguish seeping off the page.
And the journey to recovery was appropriate. It didn’t drag on and cause more back and forth hurt. It didn’t get resolved too simply where there wasn’t realism. And despite the lyric in the song, “No grand gestures, or well-practiced lines… Will make me less bitter, or you less unkind”, we got out big sappy grand gesture and I effen loved it!