Landing the Air Marshal
by Jennifer Blackwood Snowpocalypse #1
Publication Date: September 12, 2016
Genres: Adult, Entangled: Brazen, Contemporary Romance
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Synopsis: It was meant to be a one-night stand. One wicked night with an irresistibly sexy passenger. That’s all Air Marshal Gage Michaels can afford–his career comes before everything else. Too bad the snowpocalpyse of the century has different plans for him and Abby Winters. Before the night’s over, they find themselves snowed in at the most luxurious hotel in the city.
Abby’s scouting job of a NYC penthouse should be quick, simple, and definitely shouldn’t include a sexy-as-hell man messing up the 3000 count sheets that will be featured in her company’s next blockbuster hit. Not when she’s up for a promotion that could skyrocket her entire career in the film industry. Still, she can’t refuse what the weather gods so obviously want her to have. She’ll give in, just this once.
Leaving is tougher than either of them could have imagined. But they’re two people who have nothing in common, living on opposite coasts. There’s no way they can ever be together. Right?
I received an advanced copy of this book in exchange for an honest review.
Abby hates to fly and when she is on a bumpy flight, she gets a little too close (accidentally of course) to the man sitting next to her. Gage is an off duty air marshal, who NEVER mixes business with pleasure (yes, he is off duty, but still feels like he should be all business) who finds himself drawn to the woman sitting next to him.
“I don’t mind a pretty girl on my arm,” he said and winked down at her.
An honest to God wink.
On a scale of one to cheesy, this ranked a solid Gouda. And yet her lower half was whispering something more along the lines of yes, please, can a pretty girl touch more than just your arm?
Um, whoa, that didn’t need to cross her mind. That thought had come from so far out of left field, she now had third-degree whiplash. If a guy pulled that line on her at a bar, she’d roll her eyes and tell Mr. Gouda to take a hike.
The smile reached all the way to the crease in his eyes. For a moment, she was transfixed by this stranger and the way he was able to command her attention with just one look. Heck, not even Jensen Ackles was capable of that when she’d met him the first day on set, and she sported mad lady boner for the guy. She continued holding this stranger’s gaze, and she suddenly forgot why this type of pickup line never worked , because it was sure as hell working on her right now.
Damn, he’d barely said two sentences to her in total, and she was totally drooling over this tantalizing package of pheromone cologne, gravelly voice, and bedroom eyes all tied up nicely with a tag labelled, Give me some of this. The guy was good.
And that was why she needed to reel it in. She shook her head, breaking this ridiculous stare -off that shouldn’t be happening with a complete stranger. Instead, she handled it the only tried and true way she knew: with sarcasm.
She set her mouth in a wry smirk, making sure to raise her brows, too, and said, “That line work on most women?” She knew the type. She dealt with them every day on set. So she shouldn’t even bat an eye with Mr. Gouda.
His smile widened. “I don’t know. First time someone’s ever grabbed onto me during a flight.”At some point after they start talking, they find that they are both quite taken with the other person and Gage gets a bit handsy himself (SO. HOT.) and by the end of the flight, a one night stand is on the schedule. Luckily they are staying at the same hotel, but Abby has the penthouse, so that's where they go. What follows is an extremely sexy night that turns into a the whole weekend, thanks to a blizzard that rolls on in.
These two...talk about hot. Their chemistry was off the charts, scorching hot and I found myself doing that "fan yourself" hand motion more than once. From the moment they had their slightly inappropriate, but hilarious meet cute, their personalities just clicked. (It also helped that they thought the other person to be extremely attractive.) Abby was not a one night stand kind of woman but she really wanted that one night with Gage and I can't really blame her! And Gage was able to read her like a book, so when she thought too much about what was happening, he was able to bring her back in the moment. Turns out these two make quite the pair and I was hoping that the weekend together turned into a lifetime together.
This book is so freaking delightful. When I first read the blurb the premise grabbed my attention and I just knew I was going to enjoy it. There are a lot of laugh out loud moments, especially in the beginning, that drew me into the story and I couldn't put it down. And then when you read the little note from the author put in the beginning of the book, it just makes it even more delightful. You will walk away from this book completely satisfied and flying will never be the same again!
EXCERPT
The entirety of his body was on full display except for the patch of soap and dark water pooling below his waist. Where his hand was. Wrapped around his cock. Moving up and down in slow, deliberate movements.
Abby’s breath caught in her throat as she regarded him. His strong hand, the one that wasn’t servicing himself, gripped the side of the white porcelain tub, and his teeth grazed his bottom lip. He looked lost in the moment, his eyes squeezed shut. A stuttered breath flew from his mouth as he uttered, “Fuck.”
She cleared her throat, and Gage opened his eyes, a smile playing at his lips. “I was wondering when you were coming to join me. Ready to help me out?” He didn’t bother to stop rubbing himself, his hands making a slick wet sound as it slid through the water. Something about the lewd gesture sent a crack of heat splintering straight through her bones.
EXCERPT
The entirety of his body was on full display except for the patch of soap and dark water pooling below his waist. Where his hand was. Wrapped around his cock. Moving up and down in slow, deliberate movements.
Abby’s breath caught in her throat as she regarded him. His strong hand, the one that wasn’t servicing himself, gripped the side of the white porcelain tub, and his teeth grazed his bottom lip. He looked lost in the moment, his eyes squeezed shut. A stuttered breath flew from his mouth as he uttered, “Fuck.”
She cleared her throat, and Gage opened his eyes, a smile playing at his lips. “I was wondering when you were coming to join me. Ready to help me out?” He didn’t bother to stop rubbing himself, his hands making a slick wet sound as it slid through the water. Something about the lewd gesture sent a crack of heat splintering straight through her bones.
Jennifer Blackwood is a USA Today bestselling author of contemporary romance. She lives in Oregon with her husband, son, and poorly behaved black lab puppy. When not chasing after her toddler, you can find her binging on episodes of Gilmore Girls and Supernatural, and locking herself in her office to write.
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