Genres: New Adult, Contemporary, Romance
Publication date: January 12, 2016
Publisher: Forever Yours
Format: eBook, 340 pages
How I got it: I bought it!
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Dear Mom & Dad, I dropped out of school. I’m going backpacking. Sorry. Love you both.
At nineteen, Nina has endured two lifetime’s worth of humiliation. Tired of waiting for it to get better, she decides to get going—across the globe to New Zealand. There she soon faces what she most fears: a super sexy guy ready to be Nina’s next mistake.
Once Sam’s life was all about having fun. That was before the accident. Now his friends have bailed and his world is broken. But when a gorgeous girl on his flight looks at him with passion instead of pity, Sam feels his old self coming back to life.
Now traveling together, Nina and Sam know this isn’t just a fling. They’re falling fast, hard, and deep. More than anything, Sam wants Nina to forget her fears. But to help her do that he must reveal his own painful secret—and risk Nina never seeing him the same way again.
I picked this book up after one of my favorite authors recommended it to me over dinner while I was in Wisconsin. She described it as “Anna and the French Kiss… with sex.” Since AatFK is one of my all-time favorite YA books — and I like my books with sexy times — I wasted no time in buying this one. In fact, I even started it on the plane on the way back from Wisconsin. Which was kinda perfect considering the opening scene takes place on a plane. (And had me literally laughing out loud to the point where I had to tell my seatmates/friends/work colleagues what was so funny.) So any book that has me crying with laughter in the first chapter is one I’m bound to love. I didn’t know just how much I’d wind up loving it when it was all said and done though. (Spoiler: A LOT.)
This book. It did things to my heart. Both Sam and Nina were wonderful characters and I fell in love with them from the start. From their ridiculously awkward first meeting to the times they spent traveling together as friends until they finally gave in and went for more together, I adored them. They quickly became two of my all-time favorite NA characters. Nina was so awkward. I can relate to her. Sam as swoony as hell and sensitive. Together? They were nothing short of perfection. They had crazy chemistry. They understood each other in a way others in their lives hadn’t. Yes, they were both hiding something, but they had to really trust each other before they could start to tell. So not only was this a great (and super sexy) romance, it was a funny, awkward and charming coming of age story. Bonus? It was pretty low on the angst scale, too. Hooray!
Of course, I’m a sucker for any type of “trip” books so this fed that need, too. I loved the setting and I felt like I was right there with them the whole time. If I ever go on a trip to New Zealand (or any other country, to be honest) I hope I run into a pair like Nina and Sam. I just know we would totally be friends in real life. I seriously could go on and on and on (and on) about all the things I loved about Chasing Crazy, but no one wants to read that. I’ll just leave it at this: I loved everything. There’s not one little single thing I would change about it. It’s one of my favorite NA books to date and one that I’ll reread over and over again when I’m in the mood for a lot of laughs and a fair amount of teary feels. I loved the words and Kelly’s writing. (As evident by the number of passages/quotes I highlighted in my copy… and have listed below.) If you’re a NA fan and you’ve not yet read this book, drop everything and pick it up immediately. You won’t be sorry.
Kelly is definitely one of my new favorite authors of 2016. Between this book and her Over the Top series, she’s hit “autobuy/autoread” author status. I can’t wait to see what’s next. (Actually, I know what’s next… the third book in the Over the Top series and I am DYING to get my hands on it! Nico! Raven! Finally!)
This is how it’s been lately. Like I’m a thirteen-year-old boy hitting puberty. I picture guys naked or in various states of undress—how they’d taste, how they’d fee, and how they’d touch me. (Apparently I’m a gay thirteen-year-old boy with the bow-chicka wow-wow porno instrumental as the soundtrack to my life.)
Wow. I just said that. I called Hot Guy Mister Man. I can’t even get angry right.
Maybe it’s not having been touched by a girl for more than a year now, but I want to own her. No. Not own her. I want to fuck her. I want it raw and fun with no strings attached. Travel sex, pure and simple. Once and done.
“So we’re a fucked-up guy and a disaster-magnet girl ready to take on a country with more sheep than people.”
“Yeah, we got this.”
She weaves her fingers between mine and runs her thumb over my skin. It’s such a simple gesture. Any other girl, on any other day, and I’d barely even notice. Maybe even be annoyed. But this girl, on this night, in this amazing country, and I’m falling to my knees.
Not knowing why, my hand floats from his chest up to his chin, to the scar embedded under his stubble. I trace the indentation, the way he often does, and our lips part at the same moment, his eyes burning into mine. Fierce. Beautiful. Perfect. Those are the words that describe this man. “God, I wish you were mine,” I say. Like out loud? Those words were supposed to be on mute. Unspoken. A silent prayer.
That’s when he growls.
“One, let’s make that the official last time you ever talk to me about another guy being near you. Ever. Two, you could knee me in the balls, and I’d still want you. I’ll never call you names. I’ll always have your back. Three, there will be enough foreplay that when I do slide inside of you, slowly, you’ll be begging for more. And four, my vote is you’re still a virgin. That cherry is all mine.”
I’m weird and quirky. A little bit crazy. More accident-prone than a blind three-legged dog. I’m Pininfarina Gabri, disaster-magnet, future chef, and lover of all things Sam. I am me—the good, the bad, and the ridiculous—and now Sam and I get to discover us.
Have you read any of Kelly’s books?
If not, what are you waiting on?