Maybe there’s only one direction to go when two people fall
in love at rock bottom—up.
I wanted to jump.
He made me fall.
As a celebrity, I lived in the public eye, but somewhere along the way, I’d lost myself in the spotlight.
Until he found me.
Sam Rivers was a gorgeous, tattooed stranger who saved my life with nothing more than a simple conversation.
But we were both standing on that bridge for a reason the night we met. The secrets of our pasts brought us together—and then tore us apart.
Could we find a reason to hold on as life constantly pulled us down?
Or maybe there’s only one direction to go when two people fall in love at rock bottom—up.
“Thank fuck!” Sam said, swinging the door open before Devon even had the car in park.
“Oh, this isn’t my place. We’re just dropping Devon off. I’m about twenty minutes across town?” I tossed him a sugary smile then boldly shifted my hand into his lap, purposely brushing the bulge under his denim.
Grabbing my wrist, he narrowed his eyes and called out, “Devon, I’m gonna need to borrow a bedroom.”
I burst out laughing as Devon cursed loudly.
“Fine. This is my place. No smoking inside though,” I snipped as I climbed from the SUV.
“You better have some seriously exciting extracurricular activities to keep me distracted, then.”
“I have Ping-Pong!”
“Not exactly what I was thinking.” He mischievously cocked his head. “But I guess paddles and balls are as good a start as any.” Dipping down, he hoisted me over his shoulder. “Point me to the Ping-Pong table, my lady.”
I didn’t. I laughed hysterically as he carried me inside. Then I directed him to my bedroom instead.
I heard Devon locking up the house as Sam deposited me on the bed.
“Jesus. This view.” He pushed the curtains back. “Why the hell would you ever go up to the bridge when you have this here?”
“I don’t know,” I answered, pulling my earrings off and placing them on my nightstand.
Oh, but I knew. It might not have been what had originally sent me up that bridge, but it was why my feet carried me back every night. And that very reason was currently standing in front of me with entirely too much clothing on.
“You want a beer?” I asked, sliding my shoes off.
“Nah, I’m good.” He faced me, and I could tell something was off with his demeanor. He didn’t inch any closer. Instead, his lips were tight and his eyes uncomfortably flashed around the room.
It suddenly didn’t feel like Sam standing in front of me at all.
He felt like a stranger who had just come face-to-face with Levee Williams.
“Why are you looking at me like that? Are you about to freak out?” I whispered, nervously moistening my lips.
He shoved his hands into his pockets. “I’m not really sure yet. But I’m gonna need you to stop licking your lips long enough for me to figure it out.” His mouth cracked into a wide grin, and my shoulders relaxed.
Now that was a flash of my Sam.
“Want to tell me what’s going on?” I asked.
“It’s just… I think this is the first time I’ve realized that you’re some big-time celebrity. I might be in over my head here, Designer Shoes.”
“I just make music, Sam.” I returned his smile and very slowly prowled in his direction. “Imagine how I feel though. You’re Samuel Nathan Rivers. A tough, tattooed furniture designer who makes six figures a year but is too afraid to tell his mommy he votes democratic.” I giggled as he frowned humorously. Stopping in front of him, I dragged a fingernail down his chest then teased the waistband of his jeans. “Have you considered that maybe I’m the one who’s in over her head here?” I leaned forward to nip at his lips, but he spun us around.
“Excellent point. I’m going to need you to try really hard to keep it together, Levee. You haven’t even seen my six-pack and huge cock, yet.” He smirked and attempted to return my nip, but I stepped out of his reach.
“You brought beer and chicken?” I feigned excitement.
That one corny joke was all it took to bring my Sam back completely.
With a sexy smile and a coy shrug, he seductively backed me toward the bed. “What can I say? I like to be prepared.”
“Clearly,” I breathed.
He moved in close so his lips were only a centimeter away, but for as much as I wanted him, it was agonizing. “Clearly,” he repeated, his smoky yet sweet breath breezing across my mouth.
His strong arm looped around my waist, tugging me against his chest, while I stared into his hooded eyes, eagerly waiting for him to make a move.
It’s official. Aly Martinez is a genius behind a computer… or wherever she writes the incredible works that come out of that head of hers. The Fall Up is such a perfect combination of love, sweet, humor and steam. Her characterization is so spot on, unique and a breath of fresh air. No two stories that she writes are the same. Just like her characters, they’re all so unique and fun to read. I love that! I can’t tell you how much I really really love that. 🙂
Sam and Levee have experienced pain and heartbreak in the past. Somehow, they are still unbroken together- or their brokenness isn’t as apparent when they’re together? I don’t know which but they make each other better people. They’re the best versions of themselves when they’re together. And those versions are AWE-SOME!! Each of them take opportunities to turn the serious into funny, the dark into light. There’s so much darkness in their world that reading their light makes it so much easier. They have some heavy issues to deal with but they manage and handle it. Together.
Of course there’s ups and downs. There always is. Lives would be dull without the fall up – and when you experience the fall up, the ride is so much sweeter when you’ve come from the way down. Aly Martinez wrote another story that sucked me in and didn’t let go. I found myself thinking of it while I wasn’t reading it and aching to get back to it when real life got in the way of reading. Five absolute perfect stars for The Fall Up. It was everything I love in a story!! ❤
I was so excited when The Fall Up hit my kindle, the cover was catchy the synopsis was intriguing and I was ready to dive in. And that is exactly what I did, I dove in and didn’t come up until my little swipey finger wasn’t able to swipe any more pages… the damn book had ended – perfectly!
Aly Martinez had me hook, line and sinker right from the very beginning. Right when we meet Sam and Levee up on top of the bridge – one a “gorgeous, tattooed stranger” and the other dressed in disguise, clearly hiding something, I was on the edge of my seat (or couch 😉 ) Clearly you could feel the invisible bond forming and tethering the two together. But at first I wasn’t sure just what kind of bond it would be. And why? What was really going on? Why were each of them up there? what was going on in their lives right now to bring them up atop this bridge? What pains did their pasts hold (because clearly there are PASTS)?
I just love books when you can really see a relationship grow and develop. Aly accomplishes this in The Fall Up phenomenally. You can see how they go from compassionate strangers to friends to lovers and it is truly beautiful to witness. To be able to sit back and be a party to that kind of relationship is a privilege! (This is when you can look at me like I am crazy because I am talking about characters as if they are real.. it is OK, I can take it!)
Let’s talk characters. We all know I love me some flawed characters. These characters come with baggage from their pasts. I know, sounds cliched, don’t we all. But theirs is still raw and they need to figure out how to deal so that they are no longer broken. Clearly we can see, right from the blurb that Levee is a celebrity – yet she is also down to earth. Sam is definitely swoon worthy, But for me, part of what makes him that way.. is he almost just seems normal! (Well you know aside from the amazing looks and carpentry skills LOL) But he is very even tempered and go with the flow, you can see yourself meeting him one day, and imagine he would do these romantic gestures for you. (Not giving those away because they are just too adorable!)
The Fall Up really contains a little bit of everything that makes a really good contemporary romance – sexy scenes, great characters, a wonderful storyline, fabulous banter, emotion – all wrapped up in a pretty cover. No but seriously it is all there. And additionally Aly tackles serious issues such as suicide and seeking help with grace and respect.
I highly recommend this book. This is one you can easily lose yourself in and come out of it with a huge smile on your face.
I received a complimentary copy of The Fall Up in exchange for my honest review.
About the Author:
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.