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.
Who else has read J.C.'s other work? I couldn't wait to get my greedy hands on this one. I am a huge fan of J.C.'s! Let start off a little different. Before I delve into my thoughts on the book, I want to discuss the author's previous work. (Don't worry, I have my reasons.) The past books I have read of hers have been gritty and captivating. They are more down and dirty reads. So those nay-sayers who didn't like her previous works, you don't need to overlook this one. It's nothing like her other works, I promise!
Okay.. On to this book. I am sitting here smiling as I try to figure out what can be said and what I need to leave out. We all love a good love story. Many love the fireman theme.,.. Me? I don't care the theme, so long as it isn't cheesy! No cheese here. I swear. Firemen. Flirting. Stalkers. Psycho girlfriends. This book has many great characteristics right off the bat that should have you ready to read.
This book had me from the first page. Engaging. Intriguing. Witty banter. I was hooked immediately! The story-line will have your heart pounding and your mind racing. I mean, come on... Unrequited love... Phycho stalker... Two brothers lusting after the same girl. It's guaranteed to not be boring, ever!
This story evolves in just the right way. J.C. kept me wanting more the whole way through. I will admit, I wasn't a Jameson fan a couple of times in the book. Although some situations fit his character, I just didn't like his excuse making for his actions. Typical male in that aspect. Pull up your pants and be a big boy!
The only thing I wasn't fond of was the ending... I am not going to give you the ending. For me, the ending didn't fit. There is a psycho stalker-arsonist after them throughout the book... One would expect there to be a HUGE cliffhanger. Now before you cliffhanger haters start griping, hear me out. I don't care what someone's feelings are on cliffhangers. Some storylines require them. They make the story that more powerful. I get that this is supposed to be a standalone, but really, it should have left me hanging a little harder. I wanted my jaw to plummet to the ground. I wanted to cuss at my Kindle. I just needed more.
Overall, this is a wonderful book. It is very entertaining and there is no dull moment in the story. My advice? One-click it. Soon. Immediately. On payday. Whenever. Just do it.
“Every time you think about me you touch your necklace.” His eyes fall from mine to the gold wishbone that hangs from my neck and rests against the hollow at the base of my throat. I remove my hand from my necklace. I don’t even realize I’m doing it half the time. I could lie, that I’m not thinking about him, but he wouldn’t believe me.
“You hear my voice and you touch it,” he says slowly with a soft smile that creeps up on his lips. “You see me walk by and you touch it.”
“And we’re friends,” I say, reminding both of us of this fact.
“Kind of hard to be friends when one of us is refusing to participate,” he says.
“This is stupid. We’re attracted to each other, but we’ve chosen not to do something about it. I’m going back to New Orleans until graduation and you’re stuck in a lease with Miss Cranky Pants. That’s our lives and every time you start being all Mr. Gorgeous, you make it hard for me to remember that.”
His shoulders shake as he laughs, looking carefree for the first time in over a week, and he breathes deeply as he calms himself. “Miss Cranky Pants, that’s a good one.”
I don’t even have the decency to be embarrassed for letting my nickname for Lydia slip in front of him. It’s bad enough I said it in front of Roy, his dad, who’s now using it on an almost exclusive basis. Thankfully, Jameson doesn’t call me on referring to him as Mr. Gorgeous.
“I want to be your friend but we need boundaries,” I say. I don’t really want friendship, but I’ll take what I can get.
“List your demands and I’ll list mine.”
Christ, this man is ridiculous.
As a child, JC was fascinated by things that went bump in the night. As they say, some things never change. Now, as an adult, she divides her time between the sexy law men, mythical creatures, and kick-ass heroines that live inside her head and pursuing her bachelor's degree in English. JC is a San Francisco Bay Area native, but has also called both Texas and Louisiana home. These days she rocks her flip flops year round in Northern California and can't imagine a climate more beautiful.
JC writes adult, new adult, and young adult fiction. She dabbles in many different genres including science fiction, horror, chick lit, and murder mysteries, yet she is most enthralled by supernatural stories-- and everything has at least a splash of romance.