Smart and Sexy
SMART AND SEXY
Well I’ve mentioned my Brava series in passing, and enough people asked me about it to make me realize I was being a big, fat tease. Fat being the keyword here. I MUST stop eating cookies, but that’s another story.
Anyway, I’ll give you a taste of what I’m writing right now for Brava, and my wonderful editor Kate. We’ve got three hot and sexy heroes, together running an exclusive air charter service, Sky High Air. Bad boys, all of them. Or at least once upon a time they were. After all, the three of them met in middle school detention . . .
But for now? They’re trying to be responsible. Grown up. But damn, if things don’t keep happening.
First up is Noah Fisher, a sort of modern Indiana Jones, a guy who knows what he knows, and isn’t afraid to tell you what he thinks. He’s certainly been talking to me! (keep in mind this is rough, unedited, and since I’m still writing the book, might drastically change!)
His story opens:
Noah Fisher made the landing in the surprise thunderstorm by the skin of his teeth, and when he’d shut the Learjet down, when the clients were off the plane and on their way in their fancy limo to their multi-million dollar house overlooking Baja, he leaned against the wing in the pouring rain, pressed his forehead hard to the steel and closed his eyes.
He was a wanderlust, he reminded himself, an adventurer, a guy without fear. Born in England, orphaned in the States, he’d grown up tough and was used to making things happen for himself. He’d flown on a daily basis, either for a job or on a whim, into a storm or with one on his ass . . .without much thought to the consequence. Not that he¹d had a death wish or
anything, he’d just always felt . . . invincible.
On top of his world.
But then six months ago he’d flown into this same area of Mexico, hit a different surprise thunderstorm with a vicious kick, and had ended up on a side of a mountain a stone’s throw from here, in a fiery crash, holding his passenger as she died . . .
So really, in comparison, this flight, with its brief flash of thunder but no real violence behind it, had been a piece of cake. Yeah, just a day in the life. He swiped a forearm over his forehead and concentrated on breathing, on the cool rain hitting his hot skin, instead of nearly buying the bucket. He was getting back on the horse. Isn’t that what Shayne and Brody had told him to do, get back on the horse.
Smart and Sexy
Jill Shalvis’s scintillating new series mixes delectably steamy romance and pulse-pounding adventure courtesy of Noah, Shayne, and Brody: three gorgeous pilots whose private airline caters to the rich and fabulous. Noah is a bad-boy rebel who’s always gone his own way, but when the stowaway on board turns out to be his secret crush, he’ll make it his mission to keep the passenger satisfied…
FLYING SOLO IS WAY OVERRATED
Noah Fisher has worked for months to make Sky High the most prestigious charter airline in California. He’s long overdue for a break – something involving ski slopes, cold beers, and hot ski bunny babes, not necessarily in that order. The itinerary doesn’t include being hijacked by Bailey Sinclair, gorgeous widow of one of Sky High’s wealthiest (ex-) clients. But here they are, and being crammed in a cockpit with the scared, stubborn, unbelievably sexy former model he’s been fantasizing about invokes Superman
tendencies that could get Noah in serious trouble.
Bailey is desperate to find the stash of money hidden by her conniving, thieving late husband – before the bad guys he owed find her. It’s a long shot, but nothing compared to the gamble she’s taking by being so close to Noah. Every minute in his company has Bailey thinking about doing crazy, reckless things like touching, grabbing, kissing…and oh wow, being kissed right back. Suddenly, seat-of-your-pants seems like the only way to fly, and maybe it’s the altitude playing tricks, but this is one trip she never wants