A sexy and poignant romantic tale of a young daredevil pilot caught between two brothers.
When I was fourteen, I made a decision. If I was
doomed to live in a trailer park next to an airport, I could complain
about the smell of the jet fuel like my mom, I could drink myself to
death over the noise like everybody else, or I could learn to fly.
Heaven
Beach, South Carolina, is anything but, if you live at the low-rent end
of town. All her life, Leah Jones has been the grown-up in her family,
while her mother moves from boyfriend to boyfriend, letting any
available money slip out of her hands. At school, they may diss Leah as
trash, but she’s the one who negotiates with the landlord when the
rent’s not paid. At fourteen, she’s the one who gets a job at the nearby
airstrip.
But there’s one way Leah can escape reality. Saving
every penny she can, she begs quiet Mr. Hall, who runs an aerial
banner-advertising business at the airstrip and also offers flight
lessons, to take her up just once. Leaving the trailer park far beneath
her and swooping out over the sea is a rush greater than anything she’s
ever experienced, and when Mr. Hall offers to give her cut-rate flight
lessons, she feels ready to touch the sky.
By the time she’s a
high school senior, Leah has become a good enough pilot that Mr. Hall
offers her a job flying a banner plane. It seems like a dream come true .
. . but turns out to be just as fleeting as any dream. Mr. Hall dies
suddenly, leaving everything he owned in the hands of his teenage sons:
golden boy Alec and adrenaline junkie Grayson. And they’re determined to
keep the banner planes flying.
Though Leah has crushed on
Grayson for years, she’s leery of getting involved in what now seems
like a doomed business—until Grayson betrays her by digging up her most
damning secret. Holding it over her head, he forces her to fly for
secret reasons of his own, reasons involving Alec. Now Leah finds
herself drawn into a battle between brothers—and the consequences could
be deadly.
Holy Mother Of Crackjacks!
Okay,
so, I've read a few of Jennifer Echols books. Let's see, there was: The
Ex Games, The One That I Want, Forget You, and Going Too Far. Those, I
liked them well enough. Then there's Love Story. I didn't like that one
too much at all. so, I was so so so surprised when I opened this book
and just loved it from start to finish. I loved the characters, the
plot, the whole nine. I just ate it up and let out a big satisfied
belch when I was done.
I loved Leah. She's tough as nails. She's
got a bad reputation just based on where and how she grew up, the
people she's around. I can relate to that. She is so admirable to me for
how she dealt with things. She's one of those people I'm talking about
when I say good people come from bad situations but those situations
don't have to make them! She's an amazing person though she's had a
rough life. I just could read a million books on Leah alone and never
get bored. She's that likable.
Grayson. Holy Hell! That boy! That
boy is sexy. No denying that. GAH! I'm just speechless when I think
about him. It's just....He's just.......so.....I want. Gimmee!


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