By
USA Today Bestselling Author
Becca Jameson

Libby

It was supposed to be a one-night stand with a buff Delta.
A chance to experience the forbidden.
Her parents would never approve. Her mother’s heart is set on her marrying a Guatemalan.
But he rocked her world, and she can’t get him out of her mind months later.
The chemistry… The way he made her feel… The control…
When he steps into her path again, she can’t resist the temptation. She won’t.

Jason

No way was he going after a woman who snuck out on him.
No matter how good the sex was or how well they connected.
He needed to focus on his last few months in the Army.
But she was never far from his mind, and now he’s moved to her town.
He’s not about to let her slip through his hands a second time, but is she using him?
He’s been screwed over before. He won’t make the same mistake twice.

I really got a kick out of the beginning of this book. Libby decides at the rehearsal dinner to have a one-night stand with one of the groom’s hot Delta friends. The one that caught her eye is Jason and the feeling is mutual. However when he wakes up and she’s gone, you’d think she committed a cardinal sin. I laughed so hard at his perceived affront.

Yet when they meet up again, both with others, the chemistry they shared that one night is still very much there. Jason is also very much a Dom in the bedroom and while she may deny it because of her usual personality, Libby is submissive.

When she accepts his invitation to come to his home for dinner she wasn’t quite expecting what happens.

This is a favorite scene.

Libby picked up her slice of pizza and took a dramatic bite, finding it to be unexpectedly delicious. “Who said anything about skipping dinner?” she asked. “Damn, this is good.” She took another bite.

He laughed and took a large bite of his slice before speaking again. “Talk to me. And please tell me you don’t have a boyfriend or something. I assume you don’t or you wouldn’t have been on a blind date last night.”

She shook her head. “No. No boyfriend. What I have is a crazy Guatemalan extended family.”

He snickered at that. “We all have crazy families.”

She swallowed another bite, took a sip of soda, and then faced him. “Does your mother tell you who you can and can’t date?”

His eyes widened. “Shit. Seriously?”

“Yes. It’s been drilled into me my entire life. Guatemalans are meant to marry other Guatemalans. No one else is acceptable.”

He froze for a moment. “That’s… I can’t say I’ve ever met anyone whose parents were quite so rigid. She doesn’t like you dating white guys?”

Libby shuddered. “That’s putting it mildly. I once dated a Mexican guy and I didn’t even tell her. If she thought I was keeping company with a white military man, I think she’d stroke out.”

He paused again, his mouth full, before slowly chewing and swallowing. “Okay. Wow. So, I’m the first white guy you’ve gone out with?”

“Have I gone out with you exactly?” she asked, pointing out her line of thinking. She’d hooked up with him. Once. Run into him at a bar. That didn’t count. And here she was, doing what exactly this time? Scratching an itch?

Jason fell into thought while he finished eating, and then he pushed his plate away and faced her again. “This is a date, Libby. The very definition of one. I assume you’re attracted to me or you wouldn’t have so blatantly flirted with me the night of the rehearsal and then had sex with me the next night.”

He was right, but he didn’t give her a chance to respond.

He set one hand on the island and the other on the back of her stool, and leaned in closer. “Sex is actually a pretty mild word for what we did and how I felt with you. It was explosive, and you know it. I didn’t plan it. It just happened. I’ve dated vanilla women. Not every woman I meet is interested in my kind of kink. It’s not a requirement. But when it works out, it’s a bonus.”

She didn’t move an inch.

He continued. “When I was holding you on the dance floor at the reception, I had a suspicion you were submissive and took a chance. The moment my demand left my lips, I knew I’d been right. You can’t deny the chemistry.”

She nodded. He was right.

“No woman has ever left me in the middle of the night, however. I was shocked. I thought we’d had an amazing time together. And then you were gone.”

She took a breath when he stopped talking, knowing she needed to buck up and be a grownup about this. “I assumed it was a one-night one-night stand. I was trying to avoid the awkward morning dance. The embarrassing part where we can’t make eye contact and we both make lame excuses and then part ways.”

Jason spun her chair so that she fully faced him. “Did I give you any indication at any point that I wanted you to leave or that I had no intention of seeing you again?”

“No.”

“So, really, the one-night stand was more on you than me. You planned it. I went along with it. Don’t get me wrong. I wasn’t broken up about the idea. Not at first. Who turns down a sexy woman at a wedding? No one. I didn’t realize we would have a connection that surpassed the sex any more than you did, but I didn’t sneak out in the dead of night.”

“It was your room,” she half-joked. How did this evening get off on such a serious note?

“Libby…” She sighed.

“You’re right. I admit it. I went into that weekend fully hoping to have sex with a buff man in uniform. Sexy military guys have always been my fantasy.”

“I’m not sure if I’m flattered or I should spank you.”

She flinched and then noticed his slight grin. He was joking. Sort of. Maybe.
Becca Jameson. Layover: Open Skies, Book One (Kindle Locations 746-780). Becca Jameson Publishing.

While this book is full of extremely sensuous and sizzling scenes, there is also some intrigue. That intrigue begins with roses she has been getting that she assumed were from Jason. They weren’t.

Then there is her mother, always pushing with a man in the wings for her to date. Although with Eddie the woman goes overboard inviting him to a family dinner without informing Libby.

Libby will have to stand up to her family at some point or Jason wouldn’t hang around, the memories of a previous relationship wouldn’t allow him to be used.

I couldn’t put this book down. I kept waiting for the proverbial other shoe to drop. Plenty of twists and surprises with a nice peek at the next book ‘Red Eye’

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Becca Jameson

Becca Jameson is a USA Today bestselling author of over 100 books. She is most well-known for her Wolf Masters Series, her Fight Club series, and her Club Zodiac series. She currently lives in Houston, Texas, with her husband and Goldendoodle. Two grown kids pop in every once in a while too! She is loving this journey and has dabbled in a variety of genres, including paranormal, sports romance, military, and BDSM.A total night owl, Becca writes late at night, sequestering herself in her office with a glass of red wine and a bar of dark chocolate, her fingers flying across the keyboard as her characters weave their own stories.

During the day–which never starts before ten in the morning!–she can be found jogging, running errands, or reading in her favorite hammock chair!

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