This disaster of a romcom will have you rooting for the two bad boy wannabees whose solid gold hearts yearn for each other while their rock solid bodies grapple with a different kind of yearning.
If you’re going to fly into the path of an oncoming hurricane, there’s only one man you want as Captain: ex-Air Force pilot, Rook Terzi. But why would you do ever do such a thing in the first place? This definitely isn’t the smartest decision Rook has ever made, as evidenced by an abrupt landing on the wrong side of Coxa de Peru, but being marooned isn’t all bad. In fact, it would be almost paradise if it weren’t for one particular passenger: YouTube personality and alpha-wannabe, Bryce Norris.
Bryce figures he’s the best choice to take charge of this group of survivors. He’s a paid adventurer, after all. Sure, his production manager usually handles the details, but Bryce does his own stunts, and he’s ready to sacrifice his body in any way necessary. Too bad no one’s asking him to play hero, because he’s well-equipped for the job.
When a crew member’s declining health means they can’t wait for rescue any longer, Bryce and Rook need to stop fighting for dominance and start cooperating on a jungle trek towards civilization. Can their rivalry turn to passion beneath a tropical moon?
Content warning: the author knows nothing about flying a plane except what you learn by sitting in one and has made up her own model of aircraft. If you have any aviation expertise, you’ll probably find this book supremely annoying. Otherwise, suspend your disbelief, buckle in, and let’s take off on what’s sure to be a wild ride.
Rook carried his duffel into the brush to change. He was standing there in nothing but his briefs, debating whether or not to change those out too—since he only had one change of underwear, he probably ought to give these a second day—when noises behind him drew his attention to Bryce thrashing through the foliage like a rampaging elephant.
“Ha! I knew you weren’t wearing any bulky boxers beneath those pants. I’d have seen the lines.”
Rook snatched up the t-shirt Bryce had lent him and covered his groin with it. “Do you mind?”
“Oh, sorry. I forgot you need privacy to use the men’s room.” Bryce unzipped and fished his dick out through his fly.READ MORE
Men’s room. Well, it was true that the men had been mostly heading in one direction to use the facilities and the women in the other, so this small clearing had become a de facto men’s room. Still, Bryce could’ve given him five minutes to change his clothes rather than barge in here looking him over like he was candy.
“Don’t worry. I’m not going to jump your straight ass, fine as it might be in those sweet briefs. You’re not my type.”
“I happen to be gay.” Rook turned a bit, perhaps to intentionally give Bryce a better look at his fine ass. “And the whole group knows who you’re gunning for.”
“Can you blame me? Speaking of fine asses. Hey, hold up. What do you mean you happen to be gay?” Bryce tucked his dick away and zipped back up, leaving Rook to realize that he was still standing there wearing nothing but his briefs and Bryce’s hot eyes.
“I happen to be gay. So much for your gaydar. What makes you think Neil is?”
“Are you kidding? Just look at him. You telling me you wouldn’t do him?”
“Whether or not I’d ‘do him’ as you so eloquently put it has nothing to do with whether or not he’d be interested.”
“Yeah, well, keep off. I was there first.”
“He’s not a piece of property.” He pulled Bryce’s t-shirt on over his head, unaccountably annoyed at Bryce’s focus on Neil. “He can choose the man he wants to be with, and if that’s me, that’s me.”
“I don’t even believe you’re gay. You’d get with Neil just to piss me off.”
That was close enough to the truth that it pulled Rook up a little. “Maybe, maybe not.”
“Prove you’re gay.”
“Prove it how? You want me to kiss you, big guy?” He met Bryce’s eyes tauntingly, and for a moment he thought Bryce would say yes, and that he wouldn’t mind doing it either. Bryce’s upper lip featured a sweet dip in the center, and his lower lip hung plump below it. Around that prettily-matched set of lips, the bristles of his dark blond beard framed his mouth like a target.
Instead of kissing him, Rook grabbed Bryce’s package through his pants and gave it a rough squeeze. “That gay enough for you?”
“Hey. How about some boundaries?”
“Like when you barged in here to watch me change?”
“Barged in here,” Bryce echoed mockingly. “It’s a fucking bush, Rookie, not your private en suite. Now, you gonna put those clothes on or are we going in search of the missing half of the plane with you in your undies? ’Cause I’m not complaining.” Bryce reached around and squeezed his ass.
“I thought we were having boundaries.”
“I thought we weren’t,” Bryce countered before crashing back through the foliage, as loud as he’d come.COLLAPSE
Jean on Amazon wrote:
Delightful, steamy and fun enemies to lovers romance that will keep you reading all night long. I so enjoyed this story-line because it was so much more than a plane crash and a hot romance. I really liked how the secondary characters played an important role and how the author wove the issue of encroachment of native lands into the plot.
Bryce and Rook kinda collide in this story and there is such a struggle for control. I so enjoyed their journey to get rescue help and the waterfall scene had me laughing out loud.
B. McGrath on Amazon wrote:
A wonderfully paced adventure featuring two testosterone tanks that have you shaking your head and rolling your eyes thinking "men are the pits", but in a good way I assure you!
The one liners are to die for roflmao. Rook and Bryce's banter is similar to teenage boys with snark, and it kept me chuckling. I loved it. Neil was a big surprise with his comments to Bryce (no spoilers) . This is such a captivating read, and the more I read the more I loved Rook and Bryce as a couple. Heat, suspense, and adventure. I was on the edge of my seat with this great page turner. I loved the ending and epilogue.