Author: Chanel Cleeton
Series: Wild Aces, #2
Genre: Contemporary Romance, Military
Publication Date: July 5 2016
Source: Chanel Cleeton / Berkley
Rating: ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥
“I walked into the bar, already feeling about ten years past my prime.”
I never knew how much I loved second chance romance until now!
This was my first Chanel Cleeton read and it sure won’t be my last! Into the Blue is the second book in the Wild Aces series, but can be read as a standalone as each book is based on a different character from F-16.
In the second installment we meet Becca and Thor. These two have so much history together and were even engaged until Thor walked away choosing flying over his fiancee. Thor is dealing with the death of a friend and after an unexpected run in with Becca he realizes he needs time to heal and decides that there’s no place like home to do that. However, it’s been 10 years since he walked away from Becca! Into the Blue is told in dual POV’s from Becca and Thor and I don’t know how but in 320 pages Chanel Cleeton managed to show readers the history between Becca and Thor, their lives without each other and the possibility of a future. Unlike most books that I read, I loved that Becca didn’t let Thor back into her life easily. He broken her heart and left her with a “Dear John” letter!
I don’t want to say much to take away from anyone’s experience from reading Into the Blue, but Chanel Cleeton does a fantastic job of covering why Thor left. The writing style was simple yet effective on put readers through the feels! There was so much emotion that each character perfectly displayed making them relatable.
Would I recommend Into the Blue? HECK YES! I already can’t wait to read Fly With Me and the anticipation for Easy’s book (which comes out in January 2017) is brutal!
Be sure to check out the Wild Aces series!
Eric’s hand felt warm against mine—warm and big. He squeezed, and even though he touched my fingers, I swore I felt an answering tightness around my heart, as though the power to crush it lay in the palm of his hand.
I wanted to pull back, had never intended to let him get this close, but here we were, and I didn’t move. The temptation was just too strong to ignore and it felt too good to have him hold my hand.
“I’m so sorry,” he whispered again, his voice and eyes full of an emotion that spelled trouble.
This time I did pull back, too close to losing my heart. Too much time had passed, too much between us. I didn’t want to fall into the trap of thinking that this could be something again, of letting old feelings confuse me.
“I need to go.”
“Can we get dinner sometime, or coffee, or something?”
“I don’t think that’s a good idea.”
“I know I don’t deserve for you to let me in again, not after what I did, but what if we just gave it a chance. If we took things slowly? What if we started as friends?”
I didn’t know how I was supposed to answer that one, what slow was with people who had the kind of baggage we did. We’d been engaged; I didn’t know how to pretend we were just two people getting to know each other. At the same time, I didn’t really know him. Not anymore. But what was the point of getting to know him if he was just going to leave again?
“What do you mean?”
“What’s changed?” I repeated. “You’re back here, but what’s different? What’s the point? You’re going back to Oklahoma in a few weeks, aren’t you?”
He shifted in his seat, his expression guarded. “Well, we have the deployment coming up, and then I’ll probably go on to my next assignment. I don’t know where yet.”
Yeah, I’d been here before.
“So nothing has changed. Not really.”
“I’ve missed you.”
I’d missed him, too. It wasn’t enough. It had been ten years. We’d been apart longer than we’d been together. It wasn’t like we could just hit “Play” and pick up where we’d left off.
“We still want different things.”
He didn’t answer me for a beat. “What if we didn’t want different things?”
I froze. He knew me too well, knew just how to worm his way back in.
“Don’t try to make this about me. Don’t come back here with your ‘maybes’ and your ‘what-ifs’ and expect me to hang my future on it. I’ve been here before. I know how this goes. You’ve been back, what, a day? Do you honestly think that after everything we’ve been through, I’m going to trust that you want a future together? That you’ll actually choose me?
“I’m not going down this road with you again. I’ve been there and all it did was give me years of heartbreak. I don’t trust you anymore. There is no us. Not anymore.”
I grabbed my wallet, putting some cash on the table for my breakfast. I got up on shaky legs, not giving him a chance to respond, not sparing him another glance.
ABOUT THE AUTHOR
Originally a Florida girl, CHANEL CLEETON moved to London where she received a bachelor’s degree from Richmond, The American International University in London and a master’s degree from the London School of Economics and Political Science. Chanel fell in love with London and planned to stay there forever, until fate intervened on a Caribbean cruise and a fighter pilot with smooth dance moves swept her off her feet. Now, a happily ever after later, Chanel is living her next adventure.
Law school made Chanel realize she’d rather spend her days writing sexy stories than in a courtroom, and she hasn’t looked back since. An avid reader and hopeless romantic, she’s happiest curled up with a book. She has a weakness for handbags, her three pups, and her husband.
Chanel writes contemporary romances, women’s fiction, and thrillers. She is published by Harlequin HQN, Penguin/InterMix, and Penguin/Berkley and is the author of the International School, Capital Confessions, Assassins, and Wild Aces series.
Until next time bibliophiles,