Wyatt Jennings has been called a lot of things by the media. Bad-boy rocker. Intense drummer. Addict.
Finally out of rehab and desperate for a fresh start, Wyatt rejoins his mega-platinum rock band Shaken Dirty as they prepare for their world tour. But Wyatt’s demons are never far behind, always nipping at his heels for one. More. Fix.
Enter Poppy Germaine, the band’s new social media consultant. A beautiful bombshell who somehow manages to get underneath Wyatt’s skin, Poppy’s an addiction Wyatt can get behind. And even though she’s with the label—and therefore off-limits—he craves her. Needs her.
Except Poppy isn’t actually a social media consultant. She’s the daughter of the label’s CEO, sent undercover to babysit Wyatt and keep him from falling off the wagon again. Proving herself to her father is Poppy’s only goal—until she finds herself in Wyatt’s bed. But if Wyatt discovers the truth, it could send him spiraling all over again…
She’s one addiction he can’t resist.
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Shaken Dirty Book 2: Drive Me Crazy
Shaken Dirty Book 3: Fade Into You
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Fade Into You
A Shaken Dirty Novel
By Tracy Wolff, Stacy Abrams
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Jesus, he needed a fix. He wasn't supposed to want one. Had, in fact, just spent ten weeks he could ill afford and two hundred thousand dollars that he could, making sure that he wouldn't want one.
Nice to know that rehab shit was working out just about as well as he'd expected. Which was to say, not fucking at all.
So much for third time being the charm.
After flipping off the bathroom light, he bent over the sink and splashed cold water on his face. Ran a wet hand over the back of his neck. Rolled his shoulders. Stretched out his back. Concentrated on anything and everything but the three-ton elephant sharing the tiny bathroom with him. It was pretty fucking hard to do when the damn thing felt like it was sitting on his chest.
Oh, yeah. That wasn't an elephant. That was the fucking addiction. How could he forget?
"Hey, Wyatt? You okay in there?"
Shit. He hadn't even been gone five minutes. What the fuck did they think he was doing? Shooting up with the liquid soap? Or just smoking the dried flowers in the arrangement hanging above the towel rack?
Then again, if he got desperate enough, it was nice to know he had options. Which was probably what his friends were afraid of ...
Struggling to keep the resentment out of his voice — after all, it wasn't Jamison's fault he was such a fuck-up he couldn't be trusted to go to the fucking bathroom by himself — he called to the woman who was half best friend, half little sister rolled into one, "Yeah. I'll be out in a minute."
"Okay, sweetie. Let me know if you need anything."
He supposed asking for a couple of grams of heroin was out of the question. More was the fucking pity.
Then again, with the way he was feeling, he'd settle for just a few points. Maybe even one or two. It wouldn't get him to the nodding-out stage — his tolerance was too high for that — but it'd take the edge off. Right now, that was all he wanted. Something to ease the razor-sharp need slicing through his veins, through his lungs, through his head. Something to make it a little easier to turn the light on and face himself in the fucking mirror.
It had been a long time since he'd faced the world stone-cold sober. And after being out of rehab for exactly six hours and twenty-seven minutes, he couldn't say he recommended it.
Then again, there wasn't a whole lot about his life that he would recommend right now. Even the music that had been playing in the back of his head since he walked out the front doors of the rehab center a free man seemed flat, the notes discordant and just plain off.
But that didn't matter. It couldn't matter. After all, it wasn't like he could spend the rest of the night hiding in here like the total pussy he was rapidly becoming — they hadn't snuck in the back door of this Fifth Street club for shits and giggles, after all. The guys had been auditioning bass players for the last few weeks, and it was time to test out one of their top picks at a surprise show.
Time to test him out, too, time to see if he still had what it took now that he was a sniveling, sober mess. Not that any of the guys would put it that way — or even so much as mention that this was a kind of audition for him, too.
But how could it not be? After the shit he'd put them through the last few years, it was a fucking miracle they hadn't decided to replace him right along with Micah. God knew their management and label would probably have thrown a fucking parade if they had. But the remaining Shaken Dirty guys were nothing if not loyal — and since he had no plans to fuck either Ryder's or Quinn's fiancée, like Micah had Jared's — it didn't look like they planned on turning their backs on him any time soon.
He was grateful for that loyalty, even if he didn't feel like he'd done anything to deserve it, especially in recent months ...
The noise in his head was getting too loud — the recriminations and the sorrow too clear — so he turned the faucet back on and splashed water on his face again. And noticed, for the first time, just how badly his hands were shaking. If he didn't know better he'd think the DT's had gotten ahold of him again.
A second knock came at the door and ... fuck it. Just fuck it. He was getting the hell out of this bathroom. Now. Before all of Shaken Dirty decided to take up residence in here with him.
"I'm coming," he said, grabbing a paper towel from the dispenser and dried off. Then he took a deep breath, put on his fucking game face, and yanked the door open with way more force than was warranted.
There was a part of him that'd been expecting the whole band to be in the hallway waiting for him. Looking him over for new needle tracks or blown-out pupils. But in the end, it was just Jamison waiting, doing her level best to pretend she wasn't checking up on him.
"Sorry to rush you!" she said with a grin. "But I really have to pee."
"Oh, uh, right." He stepped out of the doorway even as he held the bathroom door open for her. "Sorry I took so long, Jelly Bean."
"No problem." She glanced into the dark bathroom curiously. "Is the lightbulb out?"
"Oh." This time her curious look was leveled at him. "Why didn't you turn the light on? It's pitch black in there."
Since he couldn't tell her the truth — that it was easier in the dark because he didn't have to look himself in the mirror — he just shrugged.
She seemed to get it anyway, her face softening as she pulled him in for a warm, tight hug. Then again, he'd never had to tell Jamison anything, had he? Little sister of Jared, Shaken Dirty's lead guitarist, and now fiancée to their lead singer, Ryder, she'd been around since they'd been in high school, rehearsing cover songs in her and Jared's parents' garage, dreaming of writing their own songs and maybe even hitting the big time.
Well, they'd hit the big time, all right. And everything had fallen to shit around them, including him. Maybe especially him.
"It's going to be okay," Jamison whispered as she held him close. "You've got this, Wyatt. I know you do."
Well, that made one of them. Not that he could say that to her — she'd been there every step of the way through rehab and he didn't want to disappoint her, didn't want to let her down, not when he'd already done that so many other times through the years. It was why he was here, using every ounce of willpower he had not to walk into the front of the house and score some horse or molly or even some weed. Something, anything, to take the edge off. To make it easier to breathe in his own skin.
"I'm all right," he told her, pressing a kiss to the top of her head before untangling himself from the hug. "Go pee. I'll hang with the guys."
As he walked away, he pretended he was totally fine. Just like he pretended he couldn't feel her worried eyes tracing his every step. It worked, too, at least until he walked into the communal dressing room that doubled as the green room, and every single person there turned to look at him like he was some kind of animal at the zoo that they'd paid twenty-five bucks to gawk at.
Oh, they were more subtle than tourists at the zoo, but he knew they were watching. Knew they were worried. Ryder and Jared were arguing over the merits of Cap'n Crunch versus Coco Krispies (like there was even something to argue about — Crunch Berries obviously ruled) but they kept glancing over at him when they thought he wasn't looking. Quinn, the band's keyboardist, was cuddling his woman, Elise, on his lap, and though he was nodding along to whatever she was saying, his gaze was pinned to Wyatt. And finally, Li, the Austin bassist they were trying out tonight to see if their sounds meshed during a live show, just kept staring at him like he thought Wyatt was going to fuck up his one big chance.
Which pretty much made Wyatt not like him on principle ... but hey, who the fuck was he to judge anyone?
Grinding his teeth, he pretended he didn't notice his bandmates' scrutiny as he moved deeper into the room. Yet another part of the program that was total bullshit. His shrink had spent much of the last ten weeks telling him he needed to be "authentic." That his feelings had value. That he needed to share those feelings with the people closest to him even if it made him — or them — uncomfortable.
What a total crock. The only thing he would accomplish by admitting to his best friends how badly he needed a fix was to freak them all out. Not to mention have them crawl even deeper up his ass. As for Li, there was no way he was saying anything in front of a guy he was already pretty sure wouldn't make the cut. It was a feeling that had nothing to do with how much he already disliked the guy — or at least, that's what he was telling himself.
Ducking his head, Wyatt made his way across the room to the small fridge in the corner. He pulled it open hoping there was something in it besides beer — he wasn't thirsty, but a bottle of water would at least give him something to do with his hands until he got his sticks in them — and found that it was completely empty. There wasn't so much as a can of Coke for him to grab.
Fuck it. Just fuck it.
He closed the fridge door extra carefully — because what he really wanted to do was slam it — and took a few seconds to just breathe before turning around. It wasn't that the fridge was empty that bothered him. He wasn't that kind of diva and never had been. But what bugged the shit out of him was that he knew it had been full when they'd gotten there. He'd seen Jared open it, had seen the bottles of beer lined up one after the other.
Which meant they'd taken the opportunity to get rid of all the alcohol in the room while he was in the bathroom.
They didn't trust him, didn't have any more faith in him — and the program that he'd just completed — than he did.
Ten weeks, close to a quarter of a million dollars, and more bullshit than he could ever hope to shovel, and the program hadn't worked worth a damn. He was still a junkie, still an alcoholic, still a failure who couldn't get — or keep — his shit together.
He knew it, had known it from the moment he'd walked out of that damn rehab center this morning. So why the fuck did it bother him so much that his friends knew it, too?
"Hey, man," Quinn said, like he had a clue what Wyatt was thinking. "They're bringing us some soda from the FOH. Should be here any minute."
He didn't have a chance in hell of forcing words past his clenched jaw or too-tight throat, so he just nodded. Then he headed for the closest door like hellhounds were nipping at his fucking heels.
It turned out the closest door led outside, to the alley behind the club, thank Christ. He let the door slam behind him then took a deep breath of the thick, humid air that permeated all of Austin in early September. Pulling a pack of cigarettes from his pocket, he lit one. Took a long, deep drag. And fought the urge to hit the brick wall behind him until his knuckles broke and his fists bled.
The only thing that stopped him was the knowledge that if he did it — if he gave in and shattered his hands and his life wide open — then he couldn't play tonight. And it would just be one more failure, one more fuck-up, one more way he let down the only people he gave a shit about in the whole fucking world.CHAPTER 2
Poppy Germaine slid into the waiting limo — and its very welcome air conditioning — with a sigh of relief. It had been an absolutely insane day, one that started with a flight from New York to L.A. for a whirlwind round of meetings that had been cut short when she'd gotten the call from Caleb telling her to catch a plane to Austin ASAP.
Austin wasn't in her itinerary for the week, but he'd said he needed her. And since being his older sister (by only four minutes, but still) was a responsibility she took very seriously, she'd dropped everything and run for the nearest airport.
And now, here she was.
But her relief at being out of Austin's stifling heat was short-lived, considering Caleb was supposed to be meeting/picking her up at the airport and unless this limo had a couple of secret compartments, he was definitely not in it. Which was a problem, considering she had no idea what she was doing here.
Pulling her cell phone out of her purse, she checked both her text messages and call log, but there was nothing from Caleb. A quick glance at her email told her there was nothing there either, though there was a fairly irate message from her father complaining about her "harebrained" penchant for running out on important meetings without notice. He didn't, of course, mention the fact that she'd held the meeting via Telepresence as she'd raced to LAX. Or that she'd rocked the meeting, putting together a marketing plan that made both the artist's management and the label's accountants happy.
But then, why should he when the only reason he'd given her control of marketing on this project was to see her fail? It was supposed to be his big, shining proof that women shouldn't be record execs. That they were fine as admins and first- or second-level managers, but that they couldn't hold their own when it came to sitting in on the labels' top decisions. Not because he was inherently sexist or anything — at least that was his story and he was sticking to it — but because the talent didn't take them seriously. Rockers and rappers weren't going to take orders from a woman.
She'd tried to tell him a million times that this wasn't 1965. Or even 1995. The new generation of rock stars would take seriously whoever made them famous and filled their bank accounts. She wasn't sure the guys she'd been dealing with today even knew she had a vagina.
Her dad wasn't buying it though. No daughter of his was ever going to run a record label. No, that was going to be Caleb's job. The fact that Caleb didn't want it — not to mention was hopelessly inept at everything but the accounting/business side of things — didn't seem to matter in the slightest. He was going to get it, and she — she was going to be stuck trying desperately to prove herself to her father for many, many more years.
Since dwelling on it only depressed her, she shoved thoughts of her dad out of her mind and concentrated instead on trying to figure out what the hell was up with Caleb. Glancing around impatiently, she was just thinking about getting out of the limo — maybe she'd taken so long getting her luggage that he had gone into the airport looking for her — when the driver pulled smoothly away from the curb and into traffic.
What the —
Punching the intercom button, she told the driver, "Wait! We're still missing one person. My brother is supposed to meet me here."
"According to my itinerary, you're my only passenger."
That didn't make sense. "That's not possible. I don't even know where we're going." She was so going to kill Caleb when she got her hands on him again.
"I was told Antone's on Fifth Street. Is that not right?" The driver didn't sound particularly worried.
Antone's? They didn't have anyone playing there tonight, did they? She checked the schedule of artists and gigs that she updated every week and checked it. Nope, nothing scheduled for Antone's that she was aware of. Still, Caleb wasn't known for sending her on wild goose chases ... "No, Antone's is fine," she told the driver. "Thanks."
Then she pulled her messages back up again. Still no texts. And no phone calls. What the hell was Caleb up to?
Googling Antone's website on her phone, she scrolled through their appearances list. There were a couple of good bands on there this month — bands she'd been keeping an eye on — but she'd never heard of the one they had scheduled for tonight. Fly by Night. A quick Google search showed they didn't even have a website. Weird. There were no reviews online. Nothing.
She started to dig deeper, but then a text message from Caleb finally came in. The dick.
Caleb: Hey, Soda Pop! Thanks for saving my ass
Me: I haven't saved anything yet :/ What's going on?
Caleb: This is your shot
Me: Unless you mean tequila, I'm pretty sure I don't know what you're talking about
Caleb: Shaken Dirty's auditioning a new bassist at Antone's tonight in a pick-up show that nobody knows about
Me: Holy shit! Shaken Dirty????? They're Fly by Night?
Excitement roared through her, had her hands shaking and her heart pounding out of control. She'd been a fan of Shaken Dirty from the very beginning, had been the one to bring them to Caleb's attention when the two of them were still in college so that he could convince their dad to sign them (since she knew there was no way their father would take the recommendation from her). When they'd gone big, she'd celebrated with Caleb. And when they'd gone huge, he'd told her father that she'd been the one to pick them out. The one who'd insisted he listen to them.
And her dad had still given all the praise to Caleb. No surprise there.
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Most Helpful Customer Reviews
Love the Shaken Dirty series! I hope we get to find out what happens with Jared and more about Drew!
Really great book
I we noyes the entire series, couldn't put down, I like to see more of it PLEASE
Loved this Shaken Dirty book! I found it the day it was released by chance! I had to go back and read the other 2 to "get back" to the world this band was in. If other books are written I'll probably go back and read them all again too!
Great book with series
After reading Ryder's and Quinn's story a while back, I was thrilled to see Wyatt's story. Can't wait for Jared's.
I loved this book!
I’m not a fan of third person point of view writing. I find that it limits my ability to get into the story and connect with the characters. However, I am a HUGE Tracy Wolff fan and I have never been disappointed with any of her books. This one was admittedly hard for me to get into. I’m going to blame it on the third person POV writing, because I’ve never had this issue with any of her previous books. However, once I got into the book, I was able to find what I needed to really connect with the story and the character. Tracy Wolff does emotional turmoil and angst with the best of them. Her characters are real, flawed and damaged yet entirely believable. Wyatt is one of those beautifully damaged characters. His drug abuse stemming from a childhood trauma that has left him feeling unlovable and unworthy of affection or praise. Poppy comes into his life under the guise as the band’s social media manager, but a chance encounter ignites their passions and throws them into a relationship with secrets and lies threatening to come between them. I started out this book not realizing it wasn’t the first book in a series. It can be read as a standalone, but I got the feeling I missed out on some pretty good stuff, so I would recommend you start from the beginning and truly appreciate all the character’s and Tracy’s gift for the written word.
Loved the story, cant wait to read more!!
Loved this book was just as great as the other Shaken Dirty Books... Although I did miss having the epuilge like the others 2 books had to get a look in the future... Hope that Tracy will finish up the series with the other 2 members of the band!!!!
I enjoyed Poppy and Wyatt. Wish the book was longer. Hope we get a glimpse in Drew.. that would be great.
You're going to love Wyatt and Poppy story, I just wish the book was longer! Hope Ms Wolff gives us another book about the newest member of Shaken Dirty Drew.
4.5 stars Fade Into You was a great read. The storyline was well written, the drama wasn't over the top and my interest was held all throughout the book. Both Wyatt and Poppy were passionate & complex characters, I loved watching their relationship develop. And their chemistry? OFF THE CHARTS! This was an emotional, heartfelt and steamy read, loved it. I highly recommend this book.
This was a super sexy rock star read. Wyatt is such a great character. I just loved him. Poppy was less of a sympathetic character for me but she was well developed and a great partner for Wyatt. I loved the interactions between the members of Shaken Dirty and can't wait to see what's in store for them in the future.
Fade Into You, Tracy Wolff Review from Jeannie Zelos book reviews Genre: Romance, Women’s Fiction. I loved Tracey’s Ethan Frost and Extreme Risk novels. I know nothing, Zilch, Nada about winter sports and snowboarding, and yet she had me hooked on reading about it in the Extreme stories, and then I saw this – Tracy Wolff and Rock Band novels, two of my must try hooks. Somehow I missed the first two Shaken Dirty stories, so I want to catch up with them sometimes, when there’s time, when the TBR gets shorter ;-) So, when this starts I found that Wyatt and Poppy get down and dirty very quickly and for the first quarter it seemed every few pages was another hot and heavy scene between them. Now I love sex in a story, when its well done and Tracey can do that but...I need the story to come first and for a while I thought this was going to be sex first story second :-( thankfully I was wrong and about a third of the way through the pace picked up, the story really got going and drew me in to what difficult choices the characters had, the problems they’d faced in the past, and how that affected the now. Just the kind of read I love and which Tracey does so well, lots of drama that feels very real, and has me wondering “what now” and thinking how can they move on, get past that issue, what’s going to happen next. I really liked Poppy, put in a difficult position, always been struggling against her misogynistic father, and having to deal with all the hands on company problems herself and let him think her brother had done it. It was the only way she’d get to do the things she loved, things she was good at and found satisfying. She a real music fan and perfect for the job but her dad believes women should stick to typing – that sort of guy. Sadly there’s still a lot like him in top jobs, and this is a family company and he calls the shots. This time though its a real thin ice issue, her brother is supposed to be handling it but he and Poppy know he can’t, that its one she needs to deal with. They know though that their father will hate what they’ve done if he finds out. Wyatt and the band too can’t know who she really is, that her dad is the label’s CEO, and as things heat up between her and Wyatt she feels more and more guilty about her identity being a secret. Secrets always come out though and at the worst time, and Tracey makes it all happen with a huge bang here, its drama and action with everything feeling like its falling apart. Tracey’s characters always feel so real, the problems very genuine, I feel they could really have happened, and it means I so felt for them both, and yet could see exactly why they felt as they did. A great read, bands and band stuff, music and all that fun it brings to a story, and a beautiful romance, packed with potential problems. Perfect!! Stars: Five, a riveting, gripping read, and one to keep. ARC supplied by Netgalley and publishers for review purposes
Trying to prove your worth is hard, even harder, proving how important you are to your father. That is what Poppy did working at the record label that her father owns. She loves to scout new music and found Shaken Dirty. When the drummer falls to his demons and the band is in danger of falling apart, Poppy's brother sends her in. Wyatt, is falling apart, but doesn't want that. He wants to be the man they all think he is. But he knows that he will fail them. The only thing he knows is addiction, then he meets Poppy. This book is powerful the scars that are left behind from trauma's haunt and hurt and try to destroy your will. Wyatt has to learn how to overcome them. Poppy has to learn to trust. Passion, heat and Rock & Roll. That is what Fade into You gives you!
Tracy Wolff’s Fade Into You is a masterpiece. Shaken Dirty Drummer, Wyatt Jennings, just got out of rehab. He finds himself attracted to the band’s new social media consultant, Poppy Germaine. Little does the band know, Poppy is really the daughter of the labels CEO, undercover to make sure Wyatt stays out of trouble. I love this story. Poppy has always had a soft spot for Shaken Dirty, after all she discovered them. She unintentionally hooks up with Wyatt. The two have an intense chemistry. Wyatt is enamored with Poppy. I love the irony of her name. We find out what caused Wyatt to spiral out of control, let’s just say it is heartbreaking. I love how the band looks out for each other. They are a true family. Poppy’s dad, Bill Germaine, is a piece of work. He causes some interesting conflicts in the story. I enjoyed the plot. I thought it was realistic and well written. My son is a drummer so I loved all the detail that Tracy Wolff went into when Wyatt played. She did a fantastic job depicting how much Wyatt loves music and it is a part of him. I love when Wyatt met Jace and his friends. I thought it was great that he went to their show. I like how it tied in with the story. I loved the ending. I would like to hear more about what happens with Poppy and her brother Caleb. This is the first book that I have read by Tracy Wolff. I really enjoyed her writing style and am definitely interested in reading the other books in this series as well as other books by her. Complimentary copy provided by NetGalley in exchange for an honest review.
Who doesn’t love a tortured bad boy rocker…. this is the 3rd in the Shaken Dirty series about Wyatt the drummer for the band but we also get to check in with the rest of the guys and their ladies… if you haven’t read the others you are missing out and while this can be read as a stand alone who wouldn’t want to read about the others.
FADE INTO YOU is the third installment in Tracy Wolff’s contemporary, adult, erotic Shaken Dirty romance series. The series focuses on the members of the rock group Shaken Dirty. This is record executive Poppy Germaine, and Shaken Dirty’s drummer Wyatt Jennings’s story line. FADE INTO YOU can be read as a stand alone without any difficulty. Told from dual third person perspectives (Poppy and Wyatt) FADE INTO YOU looks at addiction, lies, and heartbreak as Wyatt Jennings discovers that rehab is only the start on his long road to recovery. Wyatt is an addict-alcohol and heroine are his drugs of choice-but a few hours out of rehab and Wyatt is struggling to stay clean and sober. Enter Poppy Germaine-an executive from the band’s label-but a woman working under the guise of a social media princess. What ensues is the building relationship between Poppy and Wyatt, and Wyatt’s battles with his demons, his past, and the members of the band. Poppy is on assignment, and with it comes the responsibility of her father’s record label but Poppy is no newcomer to the music scene. As our heroine struggles with her attraction to Wyatt, she finds herself falling in love with a man who battles both internal and external demons. The relationship between Poppy and Wyatt is one of insta-lust that begins within minutes of Poppy mistakenly making out, in a dark alley, with Wyatt Jennings. Poppy needs to overcome her crush on the band’s drummer to effectively take control of Wyatt’s sobriety but saying and doing are two different things when Wyatt’s need for Poppy is almost as strong as his addiction to alcohol and drugs. The $ex scenes are erotic and intense. There is no denying the intense heat of want and need but the insta-lust/love felt a little too rushed even for an insta-love story line. The world building continues to look at the band’s infrastructure: their struggle to find a new bassist in light of Micah’s betrayal; Wyatt’s battle with staying clean and sober; and the band’s potential fall out with their recording label. FADE INTO YOU is an emotional story line about one man’s fall from grace, and the demons he continues to battle from past through to the present. The premise is dramatic and intense; the characters are impassioned and real; the romance is a quick build to a happily ever after.
5+++ Stars!! Sometimes writing a review for a book that you really love is harder than writing a review for a book that you don’t feel that level of involvement with. How do you get it across to people that there is something special about this book, these characters, and that this is more than worth the time to read it? That pretty much sums up how I feel about Fade Into You. Even though this is book #3 in the Shaken Dirty series I didn’t feel like I missed anything. The only thing this it did was help me to find a new author to follow and to get my butt in gear and read the first two books of this series and put the next two on my TBR list with Goodreads. You would think that Poppy Germaine would have it made seeing that her father was the head of a record label and her twin brother, Caleb, was next in command. It didn’t matter that it was Poppy who knew about the music business face to face. No one was a bigger fan of the music than Poppy. She was the one who scouted out the talent and knew what and who worked and what didn’t….Even if she was “just a woman”. Her father believed that a woman had no place in this business because they would all just lose their heads and their panties if faced with anyone remotely associated with a rock band. His archaic thinking is what drove Poppy to feed all of her ideas through her brother Caleb just so her father would listen. She knew that he would listen to Caleb even if she was the one who really had a finger on the industry and it wasn’t too often that she was wrong with her ideas of what worked and what didn’t. It was Caleb who stuck his neck out and lined up Poppy to be the one to “babysit” Shaken Dirty’s drummer, Wyatt. Wyatt had just come out of rehab for the third time and had cost the record label millions so they wanted someone to go to Austin and make sure that Shaken Dirty would be ready to go on tour in just a few weeks because they were not only a hot band at this time they very likely would become rock legends because they were that good. Caleb knew that nobody knew the rock stars better than Poppy did because she was a huge fan of this band and truly believed in them. The only problem was that they did not want the guys in the band, especially Wyatt, to know that they were going to have someone watching Wyatt’s every move to make sure that he stayed clean. The record company could not take another hit financially like they already had with this band. Poppy finally agreed and went in having faith that this band could make it huge and really believing in Wyatt. Wyatt was struggling with his new found sobriety and his was not on a day to day “let’s make it through” but on a minute to minute battle because he had so many issues that he was trying to deal with. Not many people knew of Wyatt and everything he had gone through as a child which was always an underlying issue with his addictions. Wyatt had no faith in himself and did not want to be the one who took the band down. Wyatt couldn’t see anything positive except he knew that the guys were the most important thing in the world to him and he didn’t want them to hurt in anyway. Poppy had used this in order to make Wyatt see that he really did have a reason in order to stay clean…do it for them, if not for yourself. Now as for their first meeting, let’s just say that mind-blowing. Poppy had no idea who she was so drawn to because of the darkness of the alleyway but she knew that there was something special about this guy because
Beautiful and Emotional Love Story! http://www.cocktailsandbooks.com I was given an advanced copy of this book to write an honest review for Netgalley and Cocktails and Books. FADE INTO YOU is a beautiful love story filled with passion and emotion. This is the third book in the Shaken Dirty series and each one is a standalone featuring a different member of the Shaken Dirty rock band. I have enjoyed each story in this series and love all the guys in Shaken Dirty. This story is about Wyatt, who plays drums for Shaken Dirty and has just finished his third stint in rehab. Wyatt has demons and uses drugs and alcohol to deal with all the emotions swirling inside of him. He is determined to stay clean this time but he doesn’t know how to cope on his own. He is a mess and afraid to ask for help or admit his fears to anyone. The band thinks Poppy Germaine has been sent by the record company to help them with their social media. She doesn’t tell the band the owner of the record company is her father or that she is there to watch over Wyatt. When she agreed to take the job, Poppy had no idea she would fall for Wyatt. From the moment Wyatt and Poppy meet, they can’t keep their hands off of each other. Poppy is drawn to Wyatt; he is a dark, emotional man who can also be tender and sensitive. Logically, Poppy knows she should keep her distance, but logic flies out the window when she is with Wyatt. I liked both Wyatt and Poppy and thought they were good for each other and they have fantastic chemistry. Wyatt is a mess and he is trying to stay away from the only thing that gives him peace, drugs. He cares about his band mates and he knows he can’t keep causing problems for the band. Wyatt is constantly fighting to overcome his addictions and it is not easy for him. I admire how hard he tries to do the right thing and how passionate he is. Wyatt’s world revolves around music, playing the drums and his band mates, until he meets Poppy. The problem is Wyatt and Poppy both have secrets they are afraid to share and their secrets can tear their fragile relationship apart. Tracy Wolff knows how to write realistic characters with flaws. I felt as though I was right there with the band and I never wanted to leave their world. The guys are friends, enjoy spending time together and love to joke around and give each other a hard time. Everyone in the band has worked hard and they are now a huge success but being famous isn’t easy and it has changed their lives dramatically. All the guys really want to do is write songs and play their music; but unfortunately, with fame comes a lot of responsibility and many people they have to please.
Wyatt Jennings is a member of the rock band Shaken Dirty. He is the bad boy drummer who has a drug problem. Their last tour was cut short because Wyatt needed to go to rehab, and now 3 months later he is determined to remain clean and have a fresh start. Poppy Germaine has loved rock and roll her whole life and wants a real position at her father's record label, Six Strings. Unfortunately, he doesn't think a woman should be doing that type of job so he wants her brother, Caleb, to eventually take over. Caleb doesn't have any interest in taking over Six Strings and tries to do what he can to help his sister out. Caleb has been assigned to "babysit" Shaken Dirty's drummer who just got out of rehab to make sure he stays in line. He tricks his sister into taking the job instead, telling her she can be the band's social media consultant. Poppy heads to Austin, TX where the band is auditioning for a new bass player. The way she met Wyatt is great! I loved the chemistry these two had from the very start! When Wyatt met her, he fell hard. Quickly changing one addiction for another! I enjoyed the way these two got to know each other. They just seemed liked they belonged together. I loved the way the whole band was with each other. They were a family and it showed. The love and commitment they give each other is awesome. The big blow up between Poppy and her dad was sad. I can't believe a dad would do the type of things he did. At least Caleb was a great brother. When Poppy told Wyatt who she really was my heart just broke for those two, but the happy ending that eventually came was worth it. Can't wait to hear more about these two! Wish they were a real band....they sound like they'd be great to see!