Layover By Ann Wesley Hardin When fellow airline pilots Jack Grayson and Kira Allen barrel down the runway into white-hot lust, Kira proposes a frisky flight plan. They'll fulfill each other's sexual fantasies during layovers and revert back to friendship at home. Footloose by choice, Jack has had the hots for Kira since high school. Unfortunately, she's his best friend and he promised her late father he'd take care of her. The last thing he needs is rock-your-world sex with a woman he loves too much to marry. But the temptation of her body proves too difficult to resist. All her life Kira followed a mapped career plan and now wants to settle down and get married. But every time she meets a potential lover, Jack chases him away. Never mind getting married, she can't even get laid, until a steamy kiss with Jack changes everything and friend becomes lover…and maybe even more.
What could be better than laughter and sex? Writing about them every day comes pretty close. If those are two of your favorite topics also, welcome to my world!
I was informed by my webmaster that this is the page on the website where I’m supposed to explain how I got the way I am. Truthfully, I don’t really know. My childhood was no more dysfunctional than average. I can’t really think of one factor that singled me out as a writer.
My family, of course, has a different perspective. They might quietly inform you that I was a strange and disturbing child who spent a lot of time alone in my room, talking to myself. Wrong! I was conversing with the voices emanating from my bedroom walls.
A product of suburban Long Island, I summered in a small town in the High Plains where the days were long and lazy with plenty of time to create. So what if most of those creations were fashioned out of discarded coffin boxes? I might not have played in them if any of the adults had bothered to tell me.
The daughter of an airline pilot, I traveled a lot and became addicted to the aroma of jet fuel…
Is it quiet in here or is it just me?
You may disagree, but I really don’t think it was the mysterious voices, the coffin boxes, or the hydrocarbon poisoning that made a romance writer of me. I think it was the innate dreaminess, the lifelong yearning for adventure and the hunger everyone has for ferreting out the one person in the world who makes your heart pound–the person you can’t stop talking with long enough to sleep, the person who laughs at your jokes then returns the favor.
Falling in love is the riskiest journey of all. I hope you’ll relish my characters’ escapades. They might be completely neurotic, comically obsessive, or wonderfully weird black sheep, but like us all, they just want to be loved.
It does have some cheesy moments, but they are few and far between. For the most part, the sex is hot and the true feelings are there. Definitely a quick read as the entire book is less than 200 pages (at least from what I remember). Definitely worth your time!
Eh... I would have loved to see the "layover" deal actually happen. It all moved pretty quickly from the first encounter, it would have been a lot better if there was more of the agony of waiting between layovers. Great concept, not so great execution!