on September 12th 2016
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It was meant to be a one-night stand. One wicked night with an irresistibly sexy passenger. That’s all Air Marshal Gage Michaels can afford--his career comes before everything else. Too bad the snowpocalpyse of the century has different plans for him and Abby Winters. Before the night's over, they find themselves snowed in at the most luxurious hotel in the city.
Abby’s scouting job of a NYC penthouse should be quick, simple, and definitely shouldn’t include a sexy-as-hell man messing up the 3000 count sheets that will be featured in her company’s next blockbuster hit. Not when she’s up for a promotion that could skyrocket her entire career in the film industry. Still, she can't refuse what the weather gods so obviously want her to have. She'll give in, just this once.
Leaving is tougher than either of them could have imagined. But they’re two people who have nothing in common, living on opposite coasts. There’s no way they can ever be together. Right?
Jennifer Blackwood made a huge impression on me with ‘The Rule Book’ and I was wondering if ‘Landing the Air Marshal’ would live up to that hype. It turns out the latter is of a very different sort, closer to erotica than the standard rom-com I’ve come to associate with Blackwood.
In this case, it’s pretty much a matter of ‘they came (literally), they screwed, the fell in lust/love’.
Abby and Gage move from the mile high club to a snowed-in hotel room and it’s a non-stop two-day weekend of indulgence of the horizontal kind, but truthfully, I got bored after the nth orgasm was grunted out, because there are just so many ways to slot A into B with some kink on the side before I start itching for the conflict to kick in.
Some meta thoughts that kept circling my head throughout when it became apparent there’s so much implicit in this story about women’s and men’s careers – and the emotional responses these issues bring on. I can’t help but wonder if ‘Landing the Air Marshal’ is feminist book after all. With a male lead who is a shout away from joining a women’s equality campaign, there’s so much in the book that trumpets women’s rights to work and be ambitious – who want their cake and eat it – as well as get their Prince Charming. It present the ultimate ‘standard’ of the contemporary and liberated woman, where compromise doesn’t seem to be part of the vocabulary at all, particularly when we’re given very unsavoury comparisons of the so-called 1950s mentality of Gage’s traditional matchmaking mother. Not that I don’t advocate women’s rights, but I thought that message bore down a little too strongly at times. That there were loads of monologues and internal dialogues instead of actual conversations to work things out drove me batty too. Abby’s cut-throat work-only ambitions did make her quite a bitch with Gage and I did really think something had to give in the end but didn’t after all, which made me wonder about the entire realism of their happy ending despite their conflicting schedules not being a strain on a relationship that’s done so much over distance.
A lot of the story is concerned with the present or at least, indulging in what’s in front of you and hoping things in the future would work out. In fact, I’d only call it a ‘happy for now’ ending, despite my preference for a more concrete one, especially if Abby and Gage – at the end of one year – simply go on with the belief that ‘they’ll get somewhere someday’.