AL Jackson does second chance romances frequently, and she does them so well. All of her books stress me out, they make me feel, they make me infuriated at times, but she also has this way of making me fall in love with the characters. To sympathize with what they’re going through even when they aren’t acting right. I love a romance that’s real, that’s not always easy. Samantha and Christopher’s story was just that. Real. And not easy.
Samantha met the love of her life in high school. She knew Christopher was it for her. But things happened, and now it’s years later and she’s with someone else. It doesn’t feel the same. No one has ever made her feel like Christopher.
Christopher lost the one love of his life the same time his entire world went crazy. He has a lot of regrets. And his life has been a wild tailspin of girl after girl ever since. He knows he won’t find another Samantha.
I’d been the fool who’d let that kind of crazy love go. Didn’t matter that I’d been just a stupid punk kid, barely sixteen, or that the girl and I were nothing alike and the entire world was against us. None of it mattered. Not at fucking all. The only thing that mattered was that it’d been real.
Samantha has never forgotten her first love, but she has moved on. One day while shopping she runs into Aly Moore. Little sister to Christopher. And all those memories come rolling back. Aly and Samantha always got along, so they reconnect. And that brings all sorts of feelings back. And as it’s bound to happen, she runs into Christopher.
There is so much of this book that Christopher is such a JERK. He just… ugh! Then Samantha. She stressed me out too. They both had their moments I just wanted to knock some sense in them. But they had so many more moments that I just completely adored them both. Seeing Samantha with her brother melted my heart. And when Christopher started coming around, he was so dang sweet.
This couple is damaged. Not just one of them, but both of them. They have a lot to work through. I loved getting the flashbacks of them when they were younger. Getting to see all the events that led up to the big thing… that one thing that changed everything between them. Even though in the present they both try to push each other away at times, they just can’t. They are completely and utterly drawn to each other. Made for each other. They both know it, but Samantha has to decide if Christopher is a risk she’s willing to take…
Would I risk it all on a boy who was the ultimate risk?
AL Jackson can write steamy. Christopher and Samantha has a crazy intense connection. Their sexual tension was off the charts hot. I loved watching it build between them.
Nothing was better in this book then seeing all the changes Christopher made. To go from this completely jerky manwhore to the sweetest man ever was nice to see.
“You’re my world, Samantha. Everything I do, from now until the end of time, I’m going to be doing it for you.”
Come to Me Recklessly is the third book in Jackson’s Closer to You series. So it would be wise to read book one and two before this. You get Aly and Jared’s epic love story and get introduced to Christopher. I’ve enjoyed this series a lot. I was happy to see so much Aly and Jared in this book.
If you’re looking for a heart breaking, emotional, angsty, and beautiful second chance romance- this would be the book for you. There were a few scenes that had me in tears, but overall the ending left me happy and satisfied.
Never stop believing in magic.
His heart
was turned off…
Until she
turned him on…
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Moore gave up on the idea of love years ago. Now, his life is an endless string
of parties and an even longer string of girls. Enjoying the physical perks with
none of the emotional mess, hes convinced everyone that hes satisfied—everyone
but himself.
Samantha
Schultz has moved on with her life. Finishing her student teaching and living
with her boyfriend, shes deluded herself into believing shes content. But there
is one boy she never forgot—her first love—and she keeps the memory of him
locked up tight. She will never allow any man to break her the way Christopher
did.
When
Christopher's sister and her family move into a new neighborhood, Christopher
is completely unprepared to find Samantha living at the end of the street.
Memories and unspent desires send them on collision course of sex, lies, and
lust. But when guilt and fear send Samantha running, Christopher will have to
fight for what has always been his.
And I knew I should run. Flee. Because I’d never been in greater danger than I was at that moment. His gorgeous face shifted from one dark expression to the next, his hair untamed, wild, as wild as the green eyes cutting me through as he jumped from the truck.
“Are you crazy?” I demanded against the wind, pounding my fist at my side, this man a raging contradiction.
Bitter laughter seeped from him while he glared across at me. “Crazy?”
Five excruciating seconds passed as we stood there, the storm gaining strength, gaining speed, beating at our senses. Before Christopher broke.
He closed the space in four long strides. Demanding fingers dove into my hair, pulling me flush against his body.
All defenses evaporated the second his mouth found mine. This wasn’t a sweet kiss. It was rough and angry, his tongue commanding. His teeth bit and nipped. Those flames licked and jumped, fueling the fire that years ago he had lit, and my tongue fought back, fighting a war I knew I’d lose.
Frantic, his hands roamed, cupping my neck, sliding down my shoulders and arms, thumbs flicking across my breasts. My nipples hardened, and a moan raced up my throat. Christopher groaned and swallowed it down then he gripped me by the hips.
He slammed my back up against hard, hot metal. Pinned to his truck, I gasped, his body towering, consuming, devouring me the exact way I knew he would. His erection strained against his tight, tight jeans, pressing between my thighs, pressing into my stomach. My body trembled with the idea of setting him free, the idea of what he’d feel like pulsing inside of me, taking me right here, in the dark against his truck.
He closed his mouth over my bottom lip, sucking it hard, a direct tether to my sex that clenched, begging for more.
“Fuck.” The word reverberated like a moan from deep within his chest, the urgency in his touch finally tugging at my common sense that had gone numb with the assault of his mouth.
And he felt familiar and right and totally, incredibly wrong, this man I didn’t even know, because I never really had.
He rocked against me, and all those little pleasured places inside of me cried out in tortured relief as my spine grated painfully against metal. My legs tightened their hold on his waist, my hands just as desperate to feel and remember as my heart. But another part of me screamed to stop. To remember.
A.L. Jackson is
the New York Times bestselling author of Take This Regret and Lost to You, as
well as other contemporary romance titles, including If Forever Comes, Pulled
and When We Collide, as well as the New Adult Romance Come To Me Quietly due
out January 7, 2014.
She first found a
love for writing during her days as a young mother and college student. She
filled the journals she carried with short stories and poems used as an
emotional outlet for the difficulties and joys she found in day-to-day life.
Years later, she
shared a short story she’d been working on with her two closest friends and,
with their encouragement, this story became her first full length novel. A.L.
now spends her days writing in Southern Arizona where she lives with her
husband and three children. Her favorite pastime is spending time with the ones
she loves.
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