ESCAPEby: Jay Crownover
Publication Date: January 30th, 2018
Read Date: January 20th, 2018
Genre: Contemporary Romance, Adult
Format: Kindle ARC
Everything inside of him is screaming that he needs to run, he needs to go, he needs to escape.
Lane Warner is used to being overshadowed and overlooked.
After all, he’s the youngest brother and the most laid back one in the family. He’s the one known for going with the flow and not making waves, even when things seem to be at their worst.
Very few things in life have had the ability to rile Lane up and get under his skin. At the top of that list is his childhood friend Brynn Fox…no…Brynn Warner. The fact that they share a last name was the one thing that has the power to light him up and spin him out of control like no other. There was no calm, cool and collected when it comes to all the reasons why Brynn had to become part of his family.
It’s slowly killing him to keep wanting what he can’t have, so Lane sees only one way to stop himself from doing something they’ll both regret…he has to leave.
Everything inside of her is calling out to find him, to follow, to bring him home.
Brynn Warner is used to being stuck between a rock and a hard place.
After all, she’s the daughter of an unrepentant gold-digger who never once blinked at being the cause of her daughter’s pain and suffering.
Very few things in her life have ever brought happiness and a sense of security. At the very top of that list is Lane Warner. She has unwaveringly loved the youngest Warner since the first minute she laid eyes on him. He was everything Brynn ever wanted and everything she knew she could never have.
Sometimes the right choice is the one that hurts the most and Brynn’s had to make a few that felt like they might be the end of her.
When Lane takes off, one thing is clear, the only choice Brynn has is to go after him.
She’s going to bring her wayward cowboy home….whatever it takes.
Escape is a standalone novel, the third book in the Getaway series, which features the hardheaded and brokenhearted Warner brothers and the women who dare to love them. These boys are very good at putting the wild in wilderness.
Lane Warner is the little brother. The one that no one looks because the first two brothers are the one that steals the gazes, but Brynn has to show him that he is so wrong. Brynn Fox is the girl that the Warner family adopted as their own after so many problems in her life, they saved her. But her happy ending has yet to come... with Lane. They have been best friends since they were five, but life (because it screws everyone) set them apart and when they finally can be together, they don't take advantage. Lane's escape with a broken heart, but Brynn goes after him to put him and herself together.
They make this seriously long trip from California to Wyoming, but on the way things get complicated. Like in every book of this series, something big is going to happen. This time it was a kid. Cameron has nowhere to go and when he finds himself taking the help that Lane and Brynn offer, what can they all do is roll with it.
As I said, I enjoyed every little bit of this book. But I have to admit that I found it too quick. Like in just a blink of my eyes, I was already 35% into the book and then I was halfway through. The whole romance blend into the book more than actually becoming the important thing. The whole action with the kid, evading the bad guys and then the police took more the first plane than the whole rest.
Also, I have to point out that this author linked in series with other two more series of her, if that is not genius then I don't know what it is. I felt like a kid in Christmas when I figured out who the lady cop was and who was Cameron sold to. I was like, wait a minute, I know these people!. It was a good easter egg, so thank you.
Here is where I point out that what this author made at the end of the whole book was really, really cruel. The epilogue for Lane and Brynn was perfect, but it also leaves us with a ... at the end. Holy cow! I cursed so bad that I swear that I thought my mom was going to wash my mouth. That was not fun, Mrs. Crownover!
Overall, the experience was a joyful one. I appreciate the whole book, so I recommend it to anyone. I love cowboys (I seriously need to find one for myself) and Lane is a cowboy through and through.
For the first time in days, it felt like my world was set back to rights.
Everything was crooked and off center the minute Lane walked out of the house in Wyoming and disappeared. I couldn’t think straight. Every step I took was wobbly and unsteady. From the moment I opened my eyes, to the second I fell into a fitful sleep at night, it was like I saw things through a grainy black and white filter. There was no color in any of my days when Lane was gone. There was no joy or light. There was only a massive void where I knew I should be able to feel my heart hurting and my soul suffering, the way they always did when it came to the youngest Warner, but when he left there was nothing.
I thought I knew what it felt like to have everything inside of me freeze and shatter. When word came that Lane had been shot while trying to protect his niece from a madman hell-bent on destroying everything that was important to Sutton, I was sure I would never be able to breathe or feel again. That icy pain, that frigid fear had nothing on the numbness that followed when Lane walked out the door seconds after Jack dropped to his knee. At that moment, I knew I was supposed to focus on the man asking me to share his life with him, the one who wanted me for me, and not because he was driven by some chivalrous need to save me from my messed up family and tumultuous home life.
But I hadn’t been focused on Jack. All I could see was the resignation and regret flashing through Lane’s pale blue eyes. We were both reliving the moment another man had asked me to marry him. Only that time, Lane hadn’t been able to escape the outcome. He’d been reminded of it for years, every waking moment when I’d technically held the title of his stepmom. I was something neither one of us could get away from no matter how hard we tried. It was amazing how much one little yes could change everything.
Now that he was standing in front of me, looking much thinner and more haggard than he had even when he came home from the hospital, I finally felt like I could inhale again. Everything that was fuzzy and blurred around the edges pulled back into sharp focus. I could look at the sky behind his tousled head and see that it was the same stormy blue as his eyes. I could also focus on the lines of tension and stress radiating out of the corners of those eyes and the bruised, dark hollows underneath them. Without him, nothing felt like it mattered. There was no home. There was no peace of mind. There was no safety and security.
When he was close, the littlest things felt hugely important and essential. The twitch of his lips into a wry grin spread warmth that chased away the emptiness for the first time in what felt like forever. The heat radiating off of his long, lean body made my heart kick back to life. When his arms wrapped around me for a seriously overdue hug, I finally felt alive. Finally felt something other than the echoing loneliness and hollowness that consumed me the minute he turned his back on me. Even with Daye trapped between us, I still felt a tingle at every single spot where his body touched mine.
“It’s so good to see you.” I meant it with every fiber of my being. Looking at him, even as worn and as drawn as he appeared, settled something deep inside of me.