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Where There’s Smoke by Elizabeth Lee *Review*

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Where There’s Smoke
by Elizabeth Lee

A New Adult Contemporary Romance
Released on May 20th

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There is something to be said for letting go. Ryland Roberts knows that better than anyone. He’d let go of his ambitions, of his family and—most of all—of her. He’d perfected the art of putting his past behind him and accepted the fact that the town he wanted to leave in his rearview was the place where he was going to live out his days. But sometimes the past doesn’t just go away. Sometimes it comes back to haunt you.

Piper Jameson convinced herself that she left for all the right reasons. She’d saved people by leaving—made sure that they weren’t tainted by her rebellious ways. When her little sister asks her to come home and say goodbye to their ailing mother, she’s forced to see that things aren’t always as they seem. The people who she’d left behind might not have been saved at all.

In the amount of time it takes a bullet to travel from point A to point B, Piper and Ryland will have to put their feelings for each other aside and make a choice. Forced on the run with Piper’s sister, they begin to understand that the future they thought was gone was never really lost.

 

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Review

4 stars

3.75 stars

I liked the concept behind this book. It seemed different that your typical New Adult novel so I was looking forward to starting it.

I loved Ryland! I think he paid the price for his devotion to Piper and I didn’t mind that he had a bone to pick with her. Although he struggled with some of his old feelings, I admired him for refusing to give into her that easily. Piper, I have to say, took some time to warm up to. I understood her situation when she left her hometown, but how could she forget her love for Ryland or his loyalty by simply assuming he was alright. With all the resources available in this day and age, she couldn’t look him up to see how he fared? Pfffft! Ridiculous!

Don’t get me wrong, I still liked the story. Thankfully Elizabeth Lee made sure that my interest didn’t falter as the story progressed after Piper came into the picture. Mainly by having Ryland describe what he went through and how he had taken it upon himself to look out for Piper’s sister Hadley. I think Hadley’s presence made a huge difference in my enjoyment of this story. Through her I came to understand why Piper did what she did years before, which helped me cheer her on along the way.

As for the writing, I think every element in the story flowed even if at times I found it dragged in places. This was mainly because Piper tried to constantly justify why she went away and why she stayed away and never checked on Hadley and/or Ryland until Hadley tracked her down. It got tiring after a while and I just could not deal with it.

In spite of the pace, I found that the rekindling romance was approached well, with enough conflicting emotions and hesitations to appear real and a reunion viable. It helped that Ryland and Piper had a previous connection and that their chemistry wasn’t lacking. Their attraction and emotional struggle was ever-present which made them getting together that much more worthwhile.

All in all, an interesting story about second chances and moving on.

*I received a copy of this title in exchange of my honest opinion.

 

Excerpt

I stretched my arm out and placed a hand on the cool concrete, the grit and dirt sticking to my palm. Such a contrast to the warmth I felt with Ryland firmly pressed up against me. The curves of my backside fit perfectly against his long, lean frame, our skin heating up the chill around us.

The fall weather had descended upon our small Midwestern town almost overnight. It seemed like only a week or two ago we had been wearing shorts and flip-flops. Now it was jeans and jackets. Well, actually, now it was nothing.

I felt my cheeks heat as I thought about what we had just done. I wasn’t embarrassed. Far from it. In fact, I’d never felt more sure about anything in my entire life as I was about what had just happened with Ry.

“That was incredible,” he whispered against my neck as he traced lazy circles on my shoulder with his fingertips.

“Yeah,” I breathed, rolling onto my back to look up at him. The soft glow of an outdoor utility light crept through the open side of the airplane hangar, barely lighting up the space. “Never imagined our first time being on a blanket spread out on a cold, hard floor, but I would do it again in a heartbeat.”

“Me too. Let’s get on that then,” he said with a wicked grin before he pressed his lips to mine. Propping himself on one arm—his hand resting against the side of his head—he snaked his free hand under one of the flannel blankets he’d commandeered from an airplane parked beside us.

I liked this side of him. The side that wasn’t perfect and calculated. The side that just did, said, and felt what he wanted. He was literally feeling his way up my body—his hands smooth and rough all at the same time—sending all of my teenage hormones spiraling out of control. We were living in the moment, which was exactly where I preferred to be.

“You know how much I love you, right?” His face became very serious, almost concerned.

“I wanted tonight to be special. I thought we’d go back to my house after we looked at the planes. My parents are gone and…” He was back in his head, thinking about his meticulously thought-out evening. Doubting his ability to be perfect. He did this sometimes—overanalyzed things. “It didn’t go exactly as I planned, but—”

“It was perfect,” I assured him. “Plans, schmans.” I pulled his face to mine, giggling, my lips barely grazing his. “And I love you, too.”

That was the thing about Ryland—I saw a side of him that no one else saw. I could probably say the same for him about me. Until him, I’d never felt like I was going to amount to much, but he believed in me, even when I didn’t—which was most of the time. When I was with him, I didn’t feel like I needed to do everything in my power to piss people off. He made me want to stay in this Godforsaken town with a family that ignored my existence. They ignored it until I did something wrong—which was about ninety percent of the time. Then my stepfather made sure to let me just how worthless I was.

“So do you feel like a rebel?” I asked. “This being your first breaking and entering and all.”

It had been his idea to sneak on to the airfield—something that was much more in my wheelhouse than his. I was the one who usually threw caution to the wind. He was the good boy. The straight-A student. The doting son.

“Oh yeah.” He laughed. “I’m a regular badass. Nothing like walking through an open gate to an abandoned shed.” He cast his arm out sarcastically in the vacant space above our heads. Nothing but sheet metal and wooden beams. A handful of airplanes were parked around us with a smattering of fuel cans, tools, and parachutes hanging from the walls. “I’m not sure we actually broke into anything. More like casually strolled in.”

We lived in a town where people left their front doors unlocked. The kind of town where everyone knew everyone and all of their business. Truitville. It was a place with a minimal crime rate. I think that night, that’s what we’d both thought: What’s the worst that could happen?

“So what’s next then, Clyde? Wanna rob a bank?”

 

About the Author

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When I’m not writing or playing the part of wife and mother, you can find me dancing back-up for Beyonce, singing back-up for Miranda, or sunning myself on the beach with a drink in hand. Here’s the thing about being born and raised in a small town—you have a very vivid imagination! Now, I channel it all to create stories where the girl always ends up with the right guy, first kisses are magical, and a happy ending is just that!

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