Rock Chick Rescue

It was like the Justice League of Super Heroes but instead it was the Justice League of Hot Guys.

F**k!" he exploded, chocolate and caramel flying out of his mouth. My heart seized. He looked like he was going to have a chocolate-caramel-layer-square-induced heart attack. ... "These are unbe-f**king-lievable. I think I've finally fallen in love, with a f**kin' brownie!

Babe, wacthing you these past months has been like watching a flower bloom. Don't disappoint us.

Chiquita, women spend a lot of time sittin’ around bitchin’ that there are no good men out there. I hate to tell you this, but there aren’t a lot of good women either. The difference is, when a man sees one, he knows it. Then, he goes after her and wears her down until she’s his. Then, if he’s any man at all, he won’t let her go.

Something to learn about me,” I told him, “I’m a Snooze Button Girl.

Don’t ignore me while I’m trying to break up with you!

Lee has surveillance on Fortnum’s, cameras and bugs, twenty-four seven. He put it in when I was going through my drama and never took it out. The boys at the office watch for security purposes and… um, for kicks.” I stared at her. “You’re joking,” I breathed.

Stay away from Marcus. He's f**kin' bad news with a capital F**k.

Everyone's got their hands out waitin' for you to take one. You gotta learn when to take someone's hand before you fall.

I closed my eyes and prayed for divine intervention. I waited a beat and nothing happened. Guess God was busy with war and famine and the like.

You can love someone a lot and treat them nice and do everything for them and then they just go. It happens.

You get caught up in your chaos, you don’t realize just how much you’re dragging everyone along with you.

I’d been tossing on the seas for twenty-eight years, I was used to flipping around on the waves by myself, bailing out the water like a mad fool. How did I get used to an anchor? What if that anchor broke off?

You want to see fast, we’l go into the bedroom and I’l show you fast but I’l show it to you slow.

It never works. I don’t know. It just doesn’t. You can love someone a lot and treat them nice and do everything for them and then they just go. It happens.

He yanked his t-shirt out of his jeans, pulled a penknife out of his pocket, cut away the hem and pressed it against my temple. This must have meant he didn’t have tissues in the glove box.” Excerpt From: Ashley, Kristen. “Rock Chick Rescue.” Kristen Ashley. iBooks. This material may be protected by copyright.

But first, I needed to go to the liquor store and buy a bottle of Jack. I didn’t drink Jack but I thought now was a very good time to take up bourbon.

Your Mom’s having a good time,” Indy noted. “You meet her?” I asked. “Yeah, she’s sweet,” Indy replied. “She’s the devil,” I said.

I could fall in love with that smile,

I got toe-to-toe with him and yelled in his face, “Leave me and my Dad alone, Eddie Chavez!” Eddie leaned into me, so close he was all I could see. Quietly, he asked, “Is it wrong that I want to kiss you right now?

Before, I was makin’ you my business. Things are different once I sleep with a woman, make her come and intend to do it again. Now you just are my business.

We almost couldn’t fit all of our hair into the car, but luckily we were wearing fewer clothes so it balanced out.

would have let me break the color code for shoes at work. These were borrowed from Indy’s next door neighbor, who was Denver’s top drag queen. Luckily, he had small feet; or I liked to think that way. Not that my feet were large.

Mace had to be six foot three, had the prerequisite Nightingale Investigation Team killer bod; black hair, jade eyes and a jaw so square, it could be used in math class.

You like him,” Indy said. She wasn’t looking at me like she wanted to strangle me anymore, which I took as a good sign. “Well…” I replied. “Yeah.” Liked him, no. Loved him and wanted to have his babies, um, shit yeah. Indy

Just think of me as the shoe fairy.” Then he acted like he was bonking me on the head with an imaginary magic wand, “Make your own good memories in those shoes.” I gaped for a second, and then he winked at me. I couldn’t help it, so I smiled at him and then turned to Indy.

Al right, calm down. Fuck,” Smithie said. It was then I felt something not unpleasant but somewhat scary slide across my skin and I looked up to see the gang of hotties al standing, watching and every last one of them flashing a grin. “What are you lookin’ at?” I snapped, not to any one of them in particular, but in their general direction. Don’t ask me why I didn’t run and hide in the books, I just didn’t. I guess that wasn’t me anymore. “Babe, you just made me a regular,” Mace said.

Eddie went on, “I know you have a problem with that, you’ve made it loud and clear, but I don’t give a fuck. I’m gonna keep coming at you until I wear you down. Do you understand me?

No way, Loopy Loo. You aren’t hoardin’ all the action.” He turned to Indy, “You’re drivin’ because we can all fit in your silly-ass car. When we see a break in the coffee action, I’ll go home and get my shotgun.

Don’t worry, Jet. Just as long as we don’t get into any situations that require grenades, we’ll be fine.” Indy said this like she wasn’t joking.