Rock Fiction Coveting: Have Mercy by Shelley Ann Clark

Posted: November 4, 2016 in Rock Fiction Coveting
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The title of this makes me think of John Stamos, not Rock Fiction, but I know there’s some people who think the two are more related than I give them credit for being.

Anyway, what’s this book got to do with John Stamos and my sick, twisted brain? Let’s see. Probably nothing, which goes back to my comment that I don’t think of John Stamos and Rock Fiction in the same breath.

Rock diva Emme Hayes already broke up one band after sleeping with the lead singer, and she swears she won’t let sex screw things up again. The problem is, her new bass player—a lean, muscular, tattooed mystery man who makes her want to demand his absolute attention—has her so worked up she can hardly carry a tune. Emme promises he’s off-limits. She just doesn’t know how she’ll be able to confine the heat to her love songs.

The moment Tom McKinney lays eyes on Emme strutting around the stage of his blues bar—all curves, eye liner, and teased blond hair—he knows she’s one of a kind. So when she offers him a two-month paid gig to tour with her band, Tom can’t say no, despite family troubles and the bar’s precarious finances. Onstage and off, the music they make thrums in his soul, but Tom has too much going on to get involved—even if he burns to let Emme play his body like a fine-tuned instrument.

So Emme’s trying to learn from past mistakes. We gotta give her kudos for that.

But… I’m kinda confused. Is Tom the bass player? How can he be if he owns a bar? Why does Emme offer him a two-month paid gig to tour with her band Isn’t the money a good reason to go, since it sounds like the bar’s struggling? (but how will it do without him?) How does she even know he’s a bass player? And why does it sound in the first paragraph like she had nothing to do with this new bass player’s arrival and … oh…

I just gotta read this one. Good book descriptions, Susan says, are hard to write. Maybe this one’s just victim of that.


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