Author: JC Emery
Publication Date: April 30, 2015
Publication Date: April 30, 2015
Publisher: Left Break Press
Series: Ladder Company, book 1
Genre: Contemporary Romance
Age Recommendation: 18 and up
Genre: Contemporary Romance
Age Recommendation: 18 and up
Rating: 3.5 Stars
Book Description:
Melanie Kincaid is a trust-fund baby with a knack for sassy comebacks and unnecessarily complicating her privileged life. So, of course she would have to fall in love with a man she can't have.
Jameson Hayes is a NYC firefighter for Manhattan’s oldest ladder company with big shoes to fill and a city to protect. He’s strong, sexy, and not looking for the complications Melanie brings. But he can't stay away from her either. The attraction between them is immediate and the pull between them is crazy powerful. But she's only home for the summer and long-distance relationships never work.
Unfortunately, Melanie’s beauty and smart mouth are a lethal combination and Jameson isn't the only Hayes who's interested. As if his brother isn't enough to compete with, now the city's most famous arsonist wants to claim her as his next prize. Jameson can't stand to watch Melanie get hurt and she can't seem to keep herself out of trouble.
Fall for Me is the first Ladder Company novel, a stand-alone companion series about New York's most elite firefighting family with hot alpha heroes, snarky heroines, and an arsonist hell-bent on destruction.
My Review:
I was really excited by the premise of this book and I was not let down in terms of action, and suspense, but sadly the romance never hit the mark quite right for me. While they were witty and fun in the beginning and there was definite chemistry between the two main characters, Melanie and Jameson they began to drag me down in their at times childish relationship. I understand that Jameson was trying to be an adult when it came to his situation but it caused their relationship to feel drug out and at times overly frustrating. The reasons for Jameson holding out and hurting himself and Melanie in the process never felt real to me. I don't want to give away the reason for why he did what he did, he had hard decisions to make, I just didn't appreciate how long it took him to make them, but seriously dude, that was lame! I'd have given you the finger and never looked back.
That being said, I love Jameson's family and am rather glad to tell you that he comes from a big family so I see quite a series developing in front of us. I liked both Melanie and Jameson individually, just not their whole back and forth bit. I am anxious to learn more about the on-going story line with the criminal events that occur in the book and while I am not a huge fan of cliff-hangers I appreciate that we will see this through out the series. I am also looking forward to seeing these two again and watching how their relationship develops over time. We got our HEA with them, but due to the length of time they went back and forth I never felt like we got enough of them actually together.
I definitely think that this is a serious worth reading and watching. This is the first book and I can only see great stories in our future. If you like light and at times frustrating romances with a side of suspense you will want to give this series a try...who can resit a tight knit family with a long history of being NY's finest firefighters anyway?
“Mom!” I move through the foyer and into the open great room— a large, open living/kitchen combo— where I leave my suitcase and kick off my flats before I hit the carpet. What the hell is she doing with gas? That stuff is toxic. “Well?” Mom says, appearing at the edge of the hall on the other side of the kitchen. She has a hand towel around her neck and one of her many yoga-specific exercise outfits on. This one is a light blue and she’s barefoot. Monica Kincaid is dedicated to many things in life— her husband Christian, her daughters (the youngest, especially), and her charity projects— but yoga is the one out of all of it that I don’t understand. It puts her at peace, she says. “Well?” I ask and drape the dress bag over the island counter top in the kitchen and move around to prop myself up on one of the bar stools. God, that gasoline smell is driving me mad. “Are we planning a spring wedding yet or what?” Mom says with a grin. Her nose wrinkles, catching the scent of the gasoline, I’m sure. “Janet and I have been taking bets.” “God, Mom,” I say and place my head in my hands. “No really,” she says, “Tell me.” “Nothing happened,” I say. Verbalizing it is even more disappointing than it probably should be. Apparently, Mom and Dad were also in on Jameson and Royal’s surprise trip. It took all of an hour after they landed for Janet Hayes to text me telling me she wishes she could have been there. It was sweet, but then she suggested she needed to leave me alone so I could spend as much time as possible with Jameson. And that we shouldn’t be disturbed. While the level of investment our mothers have in our has-yet-to-happen relationship is borderline creepy, the support is pretty awesome. It’s a rarity to find a woman as kind and loving as Janet Hayes is. Even if she doesn’t really know appropriate boundaries and likes to talk about when her sons were starting puberty… in all the gory details. I know more about Jameson’s solo activities when he was a kid more than I care to. “You must be joking,” she says and heads to the fridge where she pulls out a single-serve cup of yogurt. “That man flew down to that god-awful place—,”
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