Oh, holy steam pot! A little tea-cup I am not. I am a cauldron of boiling over, molten lava, liquid sex bubbling in my veins, fogging my brain and escaping into the atmosphere. Seriously, I'm convinced that the heat this book inspired in me escaped, rose and altered the local weather patterns. My apologies to anyone in the near-by area suffering from a sudden warm front. My fault. And, Michelle Leightons'.
I picked up Down To You for several reasons. First and foremost is my consummate love for any words laid to page by this amazing author. Seriously, I'd read the instructions that came with a box of Tampax if written by this woman. And you know, I've pretty much had those instructions down for a few decades. Just showed my age, huh? Ah well. It's kind of important, I'd say. Why? Because this is an adult novel. Not for the young readers, just young at heart.
M. Leighton long ago captured my heart with her work in The Blood Like Poison Series, The Madly Series, Caterpillar, The Reaping, The Reckoning. Usually known more for her work with horror with a touch of romance, I was super excited to see how she'd fair her hand in a contemporary adult romance. I know, I know. I'm probably messing up all the 'categories' and 'genres' here. Oh well. Every reader takes away something different from a novel. Those descriptions are a reflection of what her work embodies to me.
So, I started my read of Down To You late, late Saturday night. Sunday afternoon, I was about to turn to pg. 1 of the last chapter. I had to stop. I had to send a text. It read:
Stupid books. Stupid boys in stupid books. They make me fall in love, and the girl always gets hurt. And, I KNOW it's coming, but I read anyway. But then, this well known, Favorited author of mine went and threw a twist that I never saw coming. Now, my stupid heart is all stupid sad. It's stupid.
Now, don't take that too literal. That was just me quickly venting about my reading experience. Nothing is stupid about this story. Nothing. I've read it all. Seriously, you guys know how much I read. It's very rare that I don't see a twist or surprise coming. M. Leighton got me, though. This book gave me butterflies. I'm talking akin to Jamie McGuires Beautiful disaster butterflies. The 'hurts so good' type. Where when the heroine takes a hit, you feel it too.
A story with a down-to-earth girl, Olivia trying to overcome her bad-boy habits ... with her heart and mind stuck juggling between a set of twins. TWINS! Both not like the other, yet sinfully delightful at the same time. Literally, my only qualm with this read is the name Olivia. It has nothing to do with the story, just that I personally know an Olivia and she embodies everything opposite this character, so it confused my tiny brain from time to time. But that's neither here nor there. Cash and Nash... the brothers... mmmm. No issues there!
M. Leighton really laid some good work down on this one. I'd go as far as to say this is my favorite of all her work to date. I can really see her growth as a writer. Much of her work has been of the paranormal realm. This book is down to earth, and just the linguistics of it really got me hooked! The character dialogue in Down To You really had me cracking up, and I could totally envision much of the thoughts/convos flowing directly between my bff and myself, or directly out of my own brain all together. The flow was so natural, the progression so easy. It's an understatement to say that I couldn't put it down. My poor kids had a late breakfast, a quickie lunch, and ordered out supper. Mom was in the zone, and they know not to interrupt for fear of their lives. haha.
Whether you're already a fan of her work, or just exploring for the first time, I employ you to pick up this read. You won't be sorry. Did you SEE me compare it to Jamie McGuire's Beautiful Disaster? That's about as high of a recommendation as you can get from me. Seriously.
And If you haven't already, don't over look her other work. Good stuff, kids! Good stuff.
Other Work By M. Leighton