Fly with Me by Chanel Cleeton | Wild Aces #1
Published on May 3rd, 2016
ARC from Netgalley
| Book Review |
There’s no review I could write that would put into words how much I loved this book. So I will start by simply saying that my favorite Contemporary Romance OF ALL TIME is not the same book as it was before I read Fly with Me. (Since I knew words wouldn’t work, I had to employ ALL CAPS, italics, and bold to really make my point hit home. Haha)
This book had everything I love – a put together heroine (though not her mother’s estimation,) a sexy as hell hero, and outside (armed) forces conspiring against them. From the second Noah notices Jordan in the Vegas bar, sparks fly. Their first meeting was so sexy and exciting that I couldn’t stop grinning. And what made it the most fun, for me, was that while Noah may have initiated things and gone hard for Jordan, she went into playful mode and made him work for it. And he did! He was just so drawn to her he couldn’t walk away, and I love that he was willing to go after what he wanted even when it wasn’t the easy lay he thought it was going to be. Of course, the lay does eventually happen, and it’s not long before Noah and Jordan both realize that one weekend in Vegas just isn’t going to cut it. Cue the long-distance relationship and all the heartaches that come with it, plus the hardships of being half of a military couple. This author really reached the perfect blend of fun & flirty coupled with tension & gravity. Fun & flirty dominated the first half of this book while during the second half, tension & gravity took center stage. I don’t want to say anything that will give things away, but Jordan gets a taste of how hard having a relationship is with someone who is in the military. But she gets an even bigger taste when things hit close to home, and it’s clear that if she decides to commit to Noah, her life is going to change in ways she never imagined. These were mature people who really appreciated the spot they were putting the other in, and they took the time to examine their relationship and choices. It was refreshing to read an adult couple taking the time to think things through and come to adult decisions.
I loved everything about this book. And while I enjoyed Noah’s character (who doesn’t love a man who knows what he wants,) it was really Jordan’s who resonated with me. I can’t remember the last time I was rooting so hard for a heroine. Fun and carefree Jordan had to get serious fast, and she did. At the beginning of this book, I was like ‘man, I need a fun friend like this!’ By the end of the book, I just wanted to be this girl. (And not just because she had a smokin’ hot sex life with Noah!) As I’ve already read book two, it’s onto book three for me. Which brings me to Easy. It’s clear that the first two books in this series were leading straight to Easy’s book. And this man made my heart clench more than once. While I am eager to get my hands on his story, the author did a fantastic job making me want it without allowing Easy to overtake anyone else’s story.
I can’t recommend Fly with Me enough. If you consider yourself a fan of Contemporary Romance and this book isn’t on your list, it needs to be. As for me, I can’t wait to dive into Chanel Cleeton’s backlist!
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Series: Wild Aces
This book turned me into a highlighting fool! Here are some of my favorite snippets from Fly with Me:
We flew because we fucking loved it. So I guessed I already had a wife, and she was an expensive, unforgiving bitch–forty something million dollars of alloy, fuel, and lube that could fuck you over at any given time and felt so good when you were inside her that she always kept you coming back for more.
His gaze ran over me, his mouth curving as his survey ended at the top of my head. I reached up to see if my hair was out of place and got a handful of something else instead.
My cheeks flamed. The penis headband. Shit.
I dropped my hand as though I’d been scalded.
Act cool. Pretend you didn’t just grip the base of one of the giant pink phalluses currently bobbing on top of your head.
“I’m Noah.” Well, now I knew the name I’d be calling out in my dreams.
I’d kissed my fair share of girls; drunken kisses in dark club corners weren’t anything new. But this–this was mind-blowing.
The second I touched her, she lit up. Her hands pulled on my neck, her fingers threading through my hair, tugging on the ends, yanking me toward her as though she couldn’t get close enough. My hands cupped her ass, squeezing her through the thin fabric, loving how she squirmed against me, rubbing herself over my jeans and my hard cock.
She was sex in heels, the kind of body that was all curves, made for a centerfold. The beauty mark just above her upper lip took hot to an all new level.
…no question about it, not only was she sexy as hell, but she liked to play. I’d just hit the motherfucking jackpot.
…and the second our gazes had locked across the club, her brown eyes had looked at me like I was her favorite meal and she wanted me for breakfast, lunch, and dinner.
I’d be lying if I didn’t admit that I felt pretty far removed from the civilian population. It was hard to explain what my lifestyle was like. That it was difficult to predict where I’d be living in a couple years, or if I was free to go to a family member’s wedding even with a year’s notice. Dating could be tough considering not many girls liked playing second fiddle to the Air Force. And no matter how hard I tried, I could only make so many promises. Right now I had a job I couldn’t quit and a life that wasn’t my own.