Friday, May 20

*** BLOG TOUR, EXCERPT, REVIEW & GIVEAWAY *** The Spiral Down by Aly Martinez

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Blurb

I was afraid to fly.

He made me soar.

After years of climbing the ladder of success in the music industry, I finally had everything I could want. 

Yet I still found myself wandering through life alone.

Captain Evan Roth was the one man I never saw coming. 

Tall, dark, mysterious… Straight. 

We were both damaged beyond repair and searching for something so elusive we weren’t sure it even existed.

But, when two broken souls collide in midair, falling is a given.

I just never expected to crave the spiral down.



Excerpt

Henry

“How about you and one of your girls come out to my show in L.A. next week? My treat. Dinner, drinks, the whole deal. Evan and I would love to take you two beautiful ladies out for an evening.”

“Excuse me?” he exclaimed, cocking his head to catch my gaze.

I leaned back into my seat and lifted a hand to massage his shoulder. I was barely able to suppress a moan when the angle of his firm trap muscle met my palm.

Fuck, this guy was built like a brick wall. And I was going to love every second of watching him crumble for me.

“Oh, come on, Evan. It’s the least we can do. Double date.” I winked at Jessica. “You can fly them out! My plane should be ready by then.”

Jessica’s eyes jumped to Evan’s. “You’re a pilot?” Her smile spread irritatingly wide.

Back off, Ginger Spice.

Snapping my fingers in her direction, I corrected, “He’s my pilot.”

Subtlety was not a virtue I possessed. Was subtlety a virtue at all?

“Your temporary pilot,” he amended before shaking his head and then tipping his beer to his lips for a long pull.

“Anyway. Do we have a date?” And, by date, I meant feeding her dinner while I attempted to work my way into Evan’s pants.

She pressed one finger to her lips and then nervously flashed her eyes around the cabin.

“Oops. Sorry.” I shrugged sheepishly. Lifting my drink to my mouth, I discreetly passed her my cocktail napkin and then not-so-discreetly brushed my forearm against Evan’s chest as I pulled away.

He offered her a tight smile just before she disappeared.

I grinned proudly.

“What the fucking hell was that?” he whisper-yelled at me.

“That was me getting a woman’s number.”

He arched an eyebrow. “A woman. Really?”

“What? Is that not allowed?” I feigned innocence.

He clenched his fist in his lap, and it made me suddenly aware that my own hands had stopped trembling—and in record time, I should note. Evan seemed to be quite useful in the art of distraction.

He leaned closer. “Don’t bullshit me. I looked you up. You’re…” He stopped, unwilling to say the big, bad “G” word.

“I’m what?” I taunted.

He rolled his eyes and chugged the rest of his beer.

We went back to silence until Jessica came back by with another drink, complete with her phone number written on the napkin.

“I’m not going on a double date,” Evan said as I tucked the napkin into my pocket. “You want me to fly them out? Not a problem. Schedule it with Jackson. But that’s the extent of my professional responsibilities. And, since I’m off the clock right now, I’d also like to mention that I think whatever play you’re planning to run on that woman is fucked up.”

My head snapped to his. “I’m sorry. Play?” I asked with more attitude than I had originally planned.

“Yes. Play,” he sneered.

I stirred my drink. “Let me get this straight. I’m offering to fly her out in a private jet, feed her dinner at one of the best restaurants in the city, and put her front row at a concert that has been sold out for over a year. That doesn’t seem like a play to me. It sounds like I’m trying to do something nice for a woman I was rude to earlier.” I casually leaned back in my seat. “My conscience doesn’t ‘play’ when it comes to apologies.”

“Right. Well, maybe you should have a chat with your conscience, because she looks like she just won the date of a lifetime. Meanwhile, you don’t even like women.” He stalled, no doubt looking for just the right word to express his disgust without sounding like a bigot. Judging by his gentleness when we’d taken off, he wasn’t the type of guy to go for the fag bomb.

I watched him intently, excited to see how he was going to handle this.

“You’re gay.”

I frowned at his lack of creativity. “Not that it’s any of your damn business. But I’ll have you know I love women.”

It wasn’t a lie. I adored women. Especially Levee and Robin.

I just didn’t like pussy. Meh. Semantics.

He gaped. “You’re bi?”

“And I’ll repeat: None of your damn business. But yeah. Do you have a problem with that?”

Again, it wasn’t necessarily a lie.

Was I bisexual? Fuck no. My cock was in no way an equal opportunity employer.

I was somewhat bilingual though. I knew how to ask for a blow job in English and Spanish. I pretended that was what he meant.

Chupame la verga.


My Review 

It's official. Aly Martinez is a genius and can write anything. The Spiral Down, a standalone in The Fall Up series, was my first full length M/M romance. It was the perfect way to dip my toe in the the genre. I fell for Henry in The Fall Up and have been anxiously awaiting his story and, thankfully, it was everything I could have hoped for. Henry and Evan are prime book boyfriend material and I loved every minute of their story.

Henry has exactly one person he can count on no matter what: his best friend Levee. But she's met the love of her life and Henry is left wanting the same thing. Being famous and openly gay, Henry wants something real. He wants someone to choose him yet he always goes for the guys that won't do that. Mostly because they're straight. When he meets Evan, a fill-in pilot on his private plane, he is smitten. It's obvious to Henry that Evan is into girls but he also sees something in Evan's eyes when Henry's around. He makes it his mission to get Evan into his bed even if he has to make him his pilot. Yet Henry is in for more than he ever anticipated with Evan, he just has to be ready for it.

Evan hates labels. He's spent the last decade trying to outrun them because he's somewhere in the middle. But when his relationship with his girlfriend turns to ash, he finds himself drawn to the charismatic Henry. Evan does everything he can to keep Henry at arms length but the pull is just too much. When they fall together, The Spiral Down is what they both fear. Henry and Evan have to choose each other and fight their fears or getting back up may be impossible.

I read this is one sitting. I started and could not put it down. Being my first M/M, I wasn't sure what to expect and honestly, I was a bit nervous. I actually put off for a bit before diving in. That was a mistake. I should have read this as soon as it hit my Kindle. It was brilliant. Their struggles with themselves and trusting each other was authentic. Their attraction to each other was palpable. Their friendships meaningful.

From the very beginning I was rooting for these two to work out their demons and realize what they had with the other. Love and devotion poured from the pages and pulled me into their world with ease. By the end I was smiling and sighing manically and was just so happy. Ms. Martinez gets better with each book she writes and I cannot wait for what's to come. 

Reviewed by Paige

★★☆ 5 "Beyond Labels" Stars ☆★★

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About the Author:
Aly Martinez


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.



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