Fall to You by Lexi Ryan: Release Day, Review, Excerpt, and Giveaway

Fall to You by Lexi Ryan: Release Day, Review, Excerpt, and GiveawayFall to You by Lexi Ryan
on May 29th, 2014
Genres: Contemporary, Fiction, New Adult, Romance
Pages: 234

Fall to You is the second book in the Here and Now series. It is not a stand-alone and is intended to be read following Lost in Me. Hanna’s story concludes in book three, All for This.

 Torn between two men…

When I woke up after the accident, I couldn’t remember anything from the last year—including my relationship with Max Hallowell or anything about Nate Crane. Now my memories are returning, but instead of answering my questions, they’re leaving me with more.

The man who broke my heart and wants to be my future…

Max is all I ever wanted, and now he wants to marry me. He’ll do everything he can to fill my life with love, family, and security. I need those things now more than ever. But can I trust him?

 The man who stole my heart and wants to let me go…

Nate never made me promises, and I never asked him to. I’d been on the rebound, looking for a distraction, and he made me feel beautiful and wanted when I needed to feel those things most. He says he has to let me go, but what if I can’t let go of him?

With every revelation and every passing day, I feel more like Alice down the rabbit hole. I’m falling. Who will catch me?

Stacia Says…

**WARNING- Don’t read this review if you haven’t read Lost in Me (book #1 in the Here and Now series)!! I am going to try and avoid spoilers and if you haven’t read book 1, you should drop everything and read it now… this book should not be read as a stand-alone!

Based on the cliff hanger at the end of the first book, I thought for sure I knew what direction this book was going to go in. But, Lexi Ryan once again kept me on my toes and had me trying to figure things out throughout the whole book. Then just when I thought I knew what was coming, there was another twist thrown my way.

After waking up from an accident she doesn’t remember and realizing that the last year of her life is completely gone from her memory, Hannah isn’t sure who to trust or what to believe. She seems to be engaged to the man of her dreams Max, but he has a lot of baggage and secrets that he doesn’t want her to know. Then there is Nate Crane, who she can’t seem to get out of her head; he is a sexy, alpha, apparent bad-boy rocker who she can’t seem to stay away from. He wants her in a way that no man ever has, but is there something more there then just sexual chemistry?!?

“How is it that four weeks ago I woke up to my dream life and every day it becomes more of a nightmare?”

I liked how this story was told, alternating between past and present, bringing together all the holes in Hannah’s memory that readers were dying to figure out. Plus I LOVED that we got not only Hannah’s point of view, but Max and Nate’s as well. Nate’s head is somewhere I would love to spend a lot of time! Although I did get a better impression of who and what Max is all about from his point of view and even came to like him a little in this book (okay so I might have thought he was an evil, two-timing, douche bag in the first book), I am still team Nate all the way!

“You’re killing me, Hanna. You’re this angel who could tempt a saint, and I’m no saint.”

While I really enjoyed this book, I will say that Hannah and her “back and forth” decisions got on my nerves. I thought she had developed more of a self esteem in the first book (thanks to Nate), but then in this book she appeared weak and wishy washy. Of course I will be first in line for the third (and hopefully final book to wrap up the story) book in the series when it comes out in August and I would definitely recommend this book to other readers.


Series Reading Order:

Lost in Me

My Review of book #1 in the Here and Now series: Lost in Me


Three Months before Hanna’s Accident

He pushes one dress strap off my shoulder and tugs on the fabric until one lace-covered breast is exposed.

He groans softly. “Your bra matches your panties.”

“What happened to those?”

With a boyish grin, he produces them from the pocket of his jeans. I take them and hold them up. They’re ruined. Torn at both hips. And I’m not the slightest bit upset about it.

I prop my hands on my hips in a pretend pout. “Now what am I going to put on after our shower?”

“If I have my way? Not a damn thing.”

Dropping his head, he puts his mouth to my breast and sucks me through the lace. The sensation is too much—the wet heat of his tongue, the rough texture of the lace, the painful pleasure of his rough mouth. I cry out, and the sound echoes against the walls.

Before I realize what he’s doing with his hands, my dress falls away, puddling at my ankles and leaving me standing there in nothing but my bra and my strappy heels. He slowly drags his mouth from my breast, and my nipple puckers harder in the cool air as Nate steps back to take me in.

This is the part I hate. Men’s assessing eyes on all my imperfections—the stretch marks at my breasts, the extra fat around my stomach, the cellulite on my ass and at the tops of my thighs. There’s nothing sexy about any of these parts of me. And there’s nothing that turns me off more than the disappointment in men’s eyes when they get me naked. It wasn’t like that with Max. But then again, I’ve never let him see me naked—not entirely. And by the time he saw me semi-nude, he was already in love with me.

Or you thought he was.

I focus on Nate and will myself to stop thinking about Max. I won’t let my broken heart ruin this night. This isn’t about love or men who make you feel whole. This is about sex and pleasure and—

Nate lifts his eyes back to mine, and what I see there brings my overactive brain to a screeching halt. Not disappointment. No. The heat in his eyes is undeniable. And it’s for me.

“You couldn’t be more perfect, Hanna.”

I look down, confused. Has someone else’s body magically replaced mine, because…? It’s true that I’ve toned up a bit in these last months while working out with Max, lost maybe ten pounds, but I still don’t have anything near the bodies my sisters have. I’m still the size-sixteen embarrassment I’ve been since adolescence.

Nate tilts my chin up with his thumb. He cocks his head as he studies me. “You really don’t know, do you? Our conversation earlier wasn’t just an act. You have no idea how gorgeous you are.”

I want to shrug it off, but he’s looking at me so intently, I know he expects an answer. “I’ve never been with a guy who was…into big girls.”

He grunts. “Is that what you think this is? Some sort of fetish?”

I shrug and drop my gaze to his throat.

“Hanna, I’m not ‘into big girls,’ as you put it. I like women. Beautiful women. Women who have curves.” He steps forward and twists the front clasp on my bra until it releases. The straps slide off my shoulders, and the bra falls to the floor. “I like breasts,” he murmurs, cupping mine in his hands and brushing his thumbs over my nipples.

I shudder at his touch, that knot of pleasure tightening between my legs.

He steps closer, and my breasts press against his chest. He slides his hands around my back and down until they’re cupping my butt. “And I’m not ashamed to say, I’m a bit of an ass man.” He squeezes. “Fabulous to look at and something to fill my hands when I’m fucking you from behind.”

My breath catches at the image. Fucking me from behind. No doubt he wouldn’t be talking to me like that if he had any idea how inexperienced I am.


The sight of him dropping to his knees cuts me off. “And this.” He presses his mouth against the curve of my belly. “I’ve been with women who have flat stomachs and women who are soft here. Beauty comes in different shapes, colors, and sizes. There’s no cookie cutter for sexy.”

At the gentle pressure on the inside of my thighs, I widen my stance instinctively, bracing myself on the counter as the most intimate part of me is exposed to him. I shudder as he takes two fingers and traces some invisible line from just below my pubic bone to my center.

“This,” he murmurs. He lifts his gaze to mine and touches his fingers to his lips for a moment. “How turned on you get when I touch you? When I talk to you? It’s is the sexiest fucking thing in world.”


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About Lexi Ryan

New York Times and USA Today bestselling author Lexi Ryan writes romances with humor, heat, and heart. Her books are described as fun, flirty, and wickedly sexy. A lover of learning, Lexi has been in the classroom all her life and remains there as an English professor. A proud member of Romance Writers of America, Lexi lives in rural Indiana with her husband and two children.