I don’t know why we don’t see more of this trope. I mean, hello? Rock stars have sex. They have a LOT of sex. And rubbers break. They slip off (right? That’s not just me?). They … don’t actually get worn. I mean, hello? Rock stars. There’s nothing on the planet more invincible than they are.
Here’s our book description:
He’d rocked her world. She’s about to blow up his life.
When a beautiful former fling blasts back into his life, jaded rock star Darko Dunne’s peaceful seclusion on a private island comes to an explosive end. Faced with a band of ruthless criminals and a ticking clock, Darko and Muireann must pool their resources to rescue the baby he never knew he had.
So my first thought was that this seems kinda … loaded with stuff. Secret baby, ruthless criminals, ticking clocks. What’s all this got to do with each other? But then the next sentence makes it clear and yeah, I can buy this premise.
I just wish there was more to the description. And what’s with the total lack of negative reviews at GoodReads? Nothing there’s under 4 stars. Always makes you wonder… Oh, and don’t tell Susan I am looking at the reviews again, although by this point, she’s gotta know…
