Page 51 of Rock Out Together
What starts as a mortifying moment—complete with her Care Bear underwear on display—sparks an undeniable connection. As Jake serenades her with a heartfelt song under the stars and their chemistry ignites on the beach, Emily must decide if she’s ready to embrace a whirlwind romance with a rockstar.
With the festival’s pulse pounding around them, can Emily trust her heart to a man whose life is as wild as the music he plays, or will their ocean melody fade with the tide?
Copyright © 2025 by Heather E. Andrews
All rights reserved.
No part of this book may be reproduced in any form or by any electronic or mechanical means, including information storage and retrieval systems, without written permission from the author, except for the use of brief quotations in a book review.
To my bestie, Lisa. Love you long time, blue daisy.
foreword
“Music is the strongest form of magic.”
~Marilyn Manson
trigger warning
Please be aware that cartoon-themed undergarments may be worn by the primary characters.
ocean melody playlist
“The Party Song” by blink-182
“Summer Love” by Justin Timberlake
“Iris” by Diamante & Benjamin Burnley
“Everlong” by Foo Fighters
“Use Somebody” by Kings of Leon
“Ready for Love” by Bad Company
“I Will Be Back” by Lord Huron
“Heat Waves” by Glass Animals
https://bit.ly/OceanMelody
one
. . .
Emily vs. SpringBreak
“I don’t need a man when I’ve got a romance novel and a vibrator.”
~Emily Lane
Emily
“Give me that,” Zara snatched my deluxe collector’s edition ofPride and Prejudiceand tossed it into the backseat of her Jeep. “We’re here now, and no one, I meanno one, reads books during spring break. This is Panama City, for chrissakes. You’ve read that damn thing six times, Em. Spoiler alert: Darcy gets the girl.”
I rolled my eyes. Of course, Darcy got the girl. He always got the girl in fantasyland. The story was familiar and safe—the exact opposite of where I now stood with my heart racing and the crazy energy swirling around me.
Zara had parked in front of the hotel where we’d be crashing for the annual RageTide Festival, a heavy metalmecca so overwhelming it felt like I was going to be swallowed whole. The festival wasthedestination for spring break. I wasn’t a huge concert person, but my BFF Zara was, and last year she’d let me drag her to Space Coast Book Lovers, a romance novel weekend in Cape Canaveral.
