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Blurb
The first time I met Jax Blackwood things went a little sideways.
In my defense, I didn’t know he was Jax Blackwood—who expects a legendary rock star to be shopping for groceries? More importantly, a blizzard was coming and he was about to grab the last carton of mint-chocolate chip.
Still, I might have walked away, but then he smugly dared me to try and take the coveted ice cream. So I kissed him. And distracted that mint-chip right out of his hands.
Okay, it was a dirty move, but desperate times and all that. Besides, I never expected he’d be my new neighbor.
An annoying neighbor who takes great pleasure in reminding me that I owe him ice cream but would happily accept more kisses as payment. An irresistible neighbor who keeps me up while playing guitar naked–spectacularly naked–in his living room.
Clearly, avoidance is key. Except nothing about Jax is easy to ignore—not the way he makes me laugh, or that his particular brand of darkness matches mine, or how one look from him melts me faster than butter under a hot sun.
Neither of us believes in love or forever. Yet we’re quickly becoming each other’s addiction. But wecould be more. We could be everything.
All we have to do is trust enough to fall.
Review
“Be with me. Let’s fall together.”
5 stars!
Oh, I loved this book! A fun, emotional, passionate and slow burning romance that is full of chemistry and emotion, and that completely captured my heart. Fans of the VIP series will remember John ‘Jax’ Blackwood – co-lead singer/guitarist of rock band Kill John. When Jax was introduced in the series, it was following a failed suicide attempt which threw the band into emotional turmoil. I couldn’t wait to dive into his story, and it was everything that I was hoping for and more!
It’s been years since the night that still haunts Jax. He’s glad that his attempt failed, and though he still struggles with the guilt of what he almost did, as well as depression, anxiety and feelings of loneliness, he is in therapy and is generally doing ok with his family of bandmates around him.
Stella is all alone in the world. After the death of her mother and being abandoned by her father, she’s lived a solitary life with no real friends, but she has a huge heart and she makes an effort to make life better for those around her. She’s sweet, funny and relatable, and I loved her instantly.
Jax and Stella ‘meet’ one night in the supermarket when they are stocking up before a blizzard. Their shopping habits are shockingly similar, and when they both reach for the last tub of chock-mint ice-cream, they end up fighting over it, only for the fight to be broken up when Stella kisses Jax and walks off with the prize. Jax is stunned stupid by the whole thing, and then the two of them are even more stunned when they discover that they are neighbors, with Stella moving in next door to Jax for a pet-sitting job.
These two are unique and beautifully vulnerable characters. They have both been through a lot, and they still have things happening in their personal lives that they are dealing with. Though Jax is a celebrity with a long list of conquests, he’s actually quite private, just like Stella, and both of them have difficulty trusting others, but there is something about each other that just sparks.
There’s a definite attraction with fun and flirty teasing and banter that develops into a tentative friendship – still with the flirting and banter – and OMG I couldn’t get enough! The setup for this love story is just too good, and the more time they spend together, the more their friendship bends and changes, with their attraction to each other building by the day and a developing emotional connection that is beautiful and all-consuming, and I felt it all!
“There isn’t anyone I want to be around more than you. You occupy my thoughts, haunt my dreams. I can no more stay away from you than I can try to keep my heart from beating.”
And as they slowly, naturally and finally open up to each other and give in to everything that is between them, I was lost in a world of romantic bliss.
I fell straight into the abyss. My want of her isn’t just physical; it is soul deep.
OMG, the feels! While I love romances with flirting, banter and fun, I also love the slow, tentative, soul-deep emotional love stories between two broken people who are finding their way together. With this book, I got both, and it’s so, so beautiful!
“I don’t know where this will go, or if I’ll be any good at it, but I want to be on this road with you.”
These two understand each other on such a deep level, and those moments where they lay themselves bare are just gorgeous. And I love the way that they stand by each other, fully and openly accepting each other just as they are.
“It’s an endurance race. You endure. You keep moving forward. But some days, Stella…Some days I get so fucking tired.”
“Then rest,” I whisper. “Rest with me. Let me be where you lay your head for a while.”
And then there’s the moments of the ridiculous fun and playfulness where they tease and joke. There’s a wonderful sense of fun and freeness about these two, and it’s just as meaningful as all of the emotional stuff.
“Utter another word and I will bite you like a rabid ferret.”
John gapes at me for a second, then bursts out laughing – full, shoulder-shaking laughing that cause tears to well in his eyes.
I huff out an annoyed breath. “I’m serious. Fear my wrath, rocker boy.”
He laughs harder. “Make it stop,” he rasps through his tears. “My stomach hurts.”
“Ass-nugget,” I mutter, which makes him hunch over.
Though it’s natural and effortless, there are some ups and downs. There are issues and heartaches to overcome, but it’s realistic and meaningful to the story, bringing depth and so many feels without becoming overwhelming. There are moments that had me tearing up, but OMG it’s worth it as we experience everything with them as they figure it all out.
“Thank you,” I say when I can find my voice. “For trusting me. For falling for me. I promise … I’ll always be there to catch you.”
The boys from Kill John are all a part of the story, and I loved seeing them together. Again, there’s a fantastic mix of fun, banter and complete inappropriateness that is pure gold, as well as moments of emotion that pull at the heartstrings. They are such a great group, they have each other’s backs unquestionably, and their scenes together are a real highlight of the book.
This is such a great story. The characters are amazing, the build-up is fantastic, and the feels are intense, and I fell in mad love with John, Stella, and their beautiful romance.
5 stars!
An Advanced Review Copy was generously provided by the author in exchange for an honest review.
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Excerpt
The air between us shifts. I’m filled with a strange giddiness, wanting to laugh for the fun of it, but I’m also too warm, my limbs oddly heavy as if simple movements might be too much for me.
His tone turns soft and cajoling, teasing the truth out of me. “Are you going to tell me what you do?” When I say nothing, the corners of his eyes crinkle. “I see. You’re going to torture me a bit.”
The warm, fuzzy feeling grows as I shrug. “Torture feels apropos in this scenario.”
He hums again, taking another step toward me. “What makes you think I won’t like being tortured by you?”
The heat of his body and the scent of his skin makes my head light and my pulse pound. How did it get to this point where the highlight of my day is flirting with Jax Blackwood? Despite the thrill, I know I’m in over my head. I haven’t gone out on a date in months because I form attachments, I get emotional, and then I hurt when they inevitably leave. And this man will leave. He is as bright and fleeting as a camera flash. I’ll be left with the image of him seared into my memory and nothing more.
I tell myself all of this, the voice in my head as stern as possible. But it doesn’t make me back away. It doesn’t stop my body from somehow straining toward his without even moving. Because it might be stupid of me, but I want to feel something that isn’t planned. Something, for however briefly, that’s real.
He’s too attuned to me not to notice. John’s lids lower as his attention slides down my body before easing back up to my face. Slowly, he rests his forearm on the wall beside my head. “Tell me, Stella,” he murmurs.
“No,” I whisper back, flirting, even though I shouldn’t.
His biceps bunch as he leans in, a smile dancing on his lips. “Tell.”
My breasts graze his chest, and I feel it in my toes.
“You’re crowding me.” I hate how breathy I sound.
“Can’t help it.” His voice is a rumble, the heat of his breath playing over my skin. He ducks his head, drawing close until our lips nearly brush, and when he speaks again, his tone is almost conversational, except for the husky quality that touches deep within my core. “You smell like strawberries. Fucking delicious.”
My lids flutter, and I swallow hard. “Ordinarily, I’d call you out on that cliché but since I’ve been eating strawberries, you aren’t exactly wrong.”
His chuckle is slow and easy, as he eases back and his gaze slowly travels over my face. “Were they sweet, Stella Button?”
He’s looking at my mouth like he might try to find out. My lips tremble in response, and John tracks the movement, his breathing getting deeper, faster. “You have two freckles on your lips. One on the top lip and one on the bottom corner.”
Those damn freckles. They were the bane of my adolescence. I hid them with lipstick and silently cursed whenever someone mentioned them.
Freckles don’t have any feelings, but I swear it’s as if he’s touching them.
“You’re just noticing this?” I try to make it sound like a joke, but it comes out weak and thready.
His own lips quirk. “Oh, I noticed. It’s distracting as hell. They’re like two little dots of butter toffee. Makes me want to lick them, get a taste.”
Oh, God. Lick them, please. I can almost feel it. I want to feel it.
No. Bad Stella. Behave.
John’s lips part a fraction like he just might take that taste.
“Back off,” I whisper. And yet somehow my traitorous hands find their way to his sides, running over the waistband of his jeans, holding him there.
John makes a sound deep in his throat and tilts his hips, pressing them against mine. A distinctly thick bulge nudges my belly. Both of us lose a breath, and then he’s closer, his cheek touching my temple. “You’ll have to let me go first.”
My thumbs slide under the edge of his shirt and find smooth, taut skin. A tremor goes through his body. I try to think, search for what the hell we’ve been talking about.
His lips brush the crest of my cheek as he murmurs against my skin. “Tell me what you do, Stella. You know you want to.”
My smile feels illicit. Somehow the action is directly tied to all my happy parts, making them draw hot and tight. “I don’t think I do.”
Another hum. “Liar. You’re dying to.”
About the Author
Kristen Callihan is an author because there is nothing else she’d rather be. She is a three-time RITA nominee and winner of two RT Reviewer’s Choice awards. Her novels have garnered starred reviews from Publisher’s Weekly and the Library Journal, as well as being awarded top picks by many reviewers. Her debut book FIRELIGHT received RT Magazine’s Seal of Excellence, was named a best book of the year by Library Journal , best book of Spring 2012 by Publisher’s Weekly, and was named the best romance book of 2012 by ALA RUSA. When she is not writing, she is reading.
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