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I was afraid to fly.
He made me soar.
After years of climbing the ladder of success in the music industry, I finally had everything I could want.
Yet I still found myself wandering through life alone.
Captain Evan Roth was the one man I never saw coming.
Tall, dark, mysterious… Straight.
We were both damaged beyond repair and searching for something so elusive we weren’t sure it even existed.
But, when two broken souls collide in midair, falling is a given.
I just never expected to crave the spiral down.
“How about you and one of your girls come out to my show in L.A. next week? My treat. Dinner, drinks, the whole deal. Evan and I would love to take you two beautiful ladies out for an evening.”
“Excuse me?” he exclaimed, cocking his head to catch my gaze.
I leaned back into my seat and lifted a hand to massage his shoulder. I was barely able to suppress a moan when the angle of his firm trap muscle met my palm.
Fuck, this guy was built like a brick wall. And I was going to love every second of watching him crumble for me.
“Oh, come on, Evan. It’s the least we can do. Double date.” I winked at Jessica. “You can fly them out! My plane should be ready by then.”
Jessica’s eyes jumped to Evan’s. “You’re a pilot?” Her smile spread irritatingly wide.
Back off, Ginger Spice.
Snapping my fingers in her direction, I corrected, “He’s my pilot.”
Subtlety was not a virtue I possessed. Was subtlety a virtue at all?
“Your temporary pilot,” he amended before shaking his head and then tipping his beer to his lips for a long pull.
“Anyway. Do we have a date?” And, by date, I meant feeding her dinner while I attempted to work my way into Evan’s pants.
She pressed one finger to her lips and then nervously flashed her eyes around the cabin.
“Oops. Sorry.” I shrugged sheepishly. Lifting my drink to my mouth, I discreetly passed her my cocktail napkin and then not-so-discreetly brushed my forearm against Evan’s chest as I pulled away.
He offered her a tight smile just before she disappeared.
I grinned proudly.
“What the fucking hell was that?” he whisper-yelled at me.
“That was me getting a woman’s number.”
He arched an eyebrow. “A woman. Really?”
“What? Is that not allowed?” I feigned innocence.
He clenched his fist in his lap, and it made me suddenly aware that my own hands had stopped trembling—and in record time, I should note. Evan seemed to be quite useful in the art of distraction.
He leaned closer. “Don’t bullshit me. I looked you up. You’re…” He stopped, unwilling to say the big, bad “G” word.
“I’m what?” I taunted.
He rolled his eyes and chugged the rest of his beer.
We went back to silence until Jessica came back by with another drink, complete with her phone number written on the napkin.
“I’m not going on a double date,” Evan said as I tucked the napkin into my pocket. “You want me to fly them out? Not a problem. Schedule it with Jackson. But that’s the extent of my professional responsibilities. And, since I’m off the clock right now, I’d also like to mention that I think whatever play you’re planning to run on that woman is fucked up.”
My head snapped to his. “I’m sorry. Play?” I asked with more attitude than I had originally planned.
“Yes. Play,” he sneered.
I stirred my drink. “Let me get this straight. I’m offering to fly her out in a private jet, feed her dinner at one of the best restaurants in the city, and put her front row at a concert that has been sold out for over a year. That doesn’t seem like a play to me. It sounds like I’m trying to do something nice for a woman I was rude to earlier.” I casually leaned back in my seat. “My conscience doesn’t ‘play’ when it comes to apologies.”
“Right. Well, maybe you should have a chat with your conscience, because she looks like she just won the date of a lifetime. Meanwhile, you don’t even like women.” He stalled, no doubt looking for just the right word to express his disgust without sounding like a bigot. Judging by his gentleness when we’d taken off, he wasn’t the type of guy to go for the fag bomb.
I watched him intently, excited to see how he was going to handle this.
I frowned at his lack of creativity. “Not that it’s any of your damn business. But I’ll have you know I love women.”
It wasn’t a lie. I adored women. Especially Levee and Robin.
I just didn’t like pussy. Meh. Semantics.
He gaped. “You’re bi?”
“And I’ll repeat: None of your damn business. But yeah. Do you have a problem with that?”
Again, it wasn’t necessarily a lie.
Was I bisexual? Fuck no. My cock was in no way an equal opportunity employer.
I was somewhat bilingual though. I knew how to ask for a blow job in English and Spanish. I pretended that was what he meant.
Chupame la verga.
* A review copy was provided by the author for the Blog Tour *
~ 5 Spiraling Down Stars ~
Over the many years I have been reading, I am just now expanding my horizons and looking for new things to read. Well this book was definitely out of my wheel house. But I am extremely glad I gave it a try because I absolutely LOVED this book.
The Spiral Down by Aly Martinez is a standalone M/M contemporary romance novel. I would say that it is a companion novel of The Fall Up also by Aly Martinez. This story revolves around a character that we meet in that first book. I will say that if M/M books aren’t your thing, then this is a book you should pass on, but if you like this Genre or are looking for something new to try, then this is a book I think you should read.
I loved the message this story portrayed. This was a story about overcoming ones fears, but also about unconditional love. Loving someone for who they are not what gender they are. I thought this was a very well written book and I know that I will be reading more books of this genre in the future. As with all of Aly’s books, I am blown away with her writing talent. Her stories always suck me in and I fall in love with every characters she gives us. I think in this book I loved Evan even more than I did Henry.
The Spiral Down is the story of Henry and Evan. We met Henry in The Fall Up. He is the best friend of Levee’s. I loved his character in that book, and this book was no different.. I loved that we got to see another side to Henry in this book. We saw his vulnerable and insecure side. Henry is a child of the foster system, so as an adult he has some serious trust issues. Not really having any family, he relies heavily on his friends Levee, Sam and Robin. But when it comes to his love life, to say he goes after the wrong type of person is an understatement. Henry is openly gay, but he only goes after straight men. This causes issues for him…as would be expected. So when he meets Pilot Evan he is definitely intrigued, but Evan has a secret of his own. How will Henry react when Evan’s secret comes out?? You find out that answer when you read this book. Evan also has some issues and trust problems himself. Burned by a past relationship, Evan is slow to trust!!! Will Henry win Evan over?? Read this book and find out.
I really enjoyed that we got to see more of Levee and Sam and see where their story went. Levee really also plays a pretty important role in Henry’s story as well, but I don’t feel you need to read The Fall Up first. This book truly does stand on it’s own.
I honestly can’t say enough great stuff about this book. The pacing and flow of the story was in my mind effortless and once I picked this book up I had an extremely hard time putting it down. This is definitely a book that I will read again in the future and will also make my Best Books of 2016 list!!!! You don’t want to miss out on this book!!!
Born and raised in Savannah, Georgia, Aly Martinez is a stay-at-home mom to four crazy kids under the age of five, including a set of twins. Currently living in South Carolina, she passes what little free time she has reading anything and everything she can get her hands on, preferably with a glass of wine at her side.
After some encouragement from her friends, Aly decided to add “Author” to her ever-growing list of job titles. Five books later, she shows no signs of slowing. So grab a glass of Chardonnay, or a bottle if you’re hanging out with Aly, and join her aboard the crazy train she calls life.