Updated: Jan 22
Stay With Me
by Jennifer L Armentrout
Published by William Morrow Paperbacks
Book 3 in the Wait For You Series
At 21, Calla hasn’t done a lot of things.
She’s never been kissed, never seen the ocean, never gone to an amusement park. But growing up, she witnessed some things no child ever should. She still carries the physical and emotional scars of living with a strung-out mother, Mona—secrets she keeps from everyone, including her close circle of college friends.
But the safe cocoon Calla has carefully built is shattered when she discovers her mom has stolen her college money and run up a huge credit card debt in her name. Now, Calla has to go back to the small town she thought she'd left behind and clean up her mom’s mess again. Of course, when she arrives at her mother’s bar, Mona is nowhere to be found. Instead, six feet of hotness named Jackson James is pouring drinks and keeping the place humming.
Sexy and intense, Jax is in Calla’s business from the moment they meet, giving her a job and helping her search for Mona. And the way he looks at her makes it clear he wants to get horizontal . . . and maybe something more. Before Calla can let him get close, though, she’s got to deal with the pain of the past—and some very bad guys out to mess her up if she doesn’t give them her mom.
RATED: 18+ CATEGORY: MOOD:
Steamy New Adult Happy Ending
Trigger Warning: This book deals with the many impacts that drug use can have on both the user, and those who are around them. There is also violence.
Stay With Me by Jennifer L Armentrout is the third book in her Wait For You series, that follows a group of young adults, all with their own personal struggles, falling in love. Stay With Me centers around Calla, a twenty-one year old nursing student who finds herself suddenly broke and unable to cover tuition for her next semester of school, when her mother, Mona, drains her bank account, and ruining her credit by taking out credit cards in her name. Wanting to confront her mother, and get her money back, and no where else to go, Calla heads to her small home town. She doesn't find her mother, who she finds out is in hiding from some dangerous men, but she finds Jackson (Jax), the new to her bartender at her mothers bar. Jax quickly makes his intentions clear with Calla, but she tries to keep him at a distance, while dealing with the physical and emotional scars from a tragic past that she keeps hidden from everyone, and trying to find her mom, before those dangerous men go after her.
I was a little worried starting Stay With Me. All of a sudden, we were leaving the college that we have been with the last two book (three if you have read Trust in Me, the first book in Cam's perspective), and leaving behind characters we have read about for a whole new town and cast. The idea of not having those moments with Cam and Avery, and Jase and Tess, bummed me out. As per usual when it comes to worrying about anything Jennifer Armentrout writes, I was wrong to doubt. Stay With Me breathes life into a series that would have gotten quickly dull if it had stayed on campus, and introduces us to some quirky new characters, as well as sexy new potential in future books. Calla's story is just as raw and difficult as the past two books protagonists, and gives us an idea of what drugs can do to not just the user, but to the users family and friends. How they can destroy your life. Calla's personal struggles make Stay With Me a very unique experience, that will keep you hooked to the very end.
I wasn't sure if I was going to like Calla. We don't get a WHOLE lot of her in Tess's story, and it turns out, the little we do learn about her, is a lie. Calla's whole life is built on lies, right down to the thick make-up that hides the worst of the scar on her face. As we learn more about her, you can't help but like her. The fact that she grew up how she did, going through what she went through that left her scarred in more ways than one, and yet she manages to escape her small town, her mother and her problems, and go to school? She is strong, and has a good head on her shoulders. I get Jax's attraction, even though Calla is naive about men in general. And Jax ... Jennifer is great at two things: Writing strong, likable female characters, and writing swoonworthy, dream men. Jax is one of those guys. A truly nice, stable, loyal man who see's beauty within as well as out, and is able to look at something Calla finds horrifying, seeing the beauty and truth of it. He doesn't ignore it.
And we can't forget about the other characters introduced in this book. There is broody Nick and short and quirky Roxy, Mona's bartenders along with Jax. There is Katie, the reformed quiet girl Calla went to school with, who is now a loud, and proud stripper, who has no problem being as blunt as she needs to be, and may or may not have psychic powers from a head injury she got after she fell off a greased up stripper pole. There is Uncle who isn't really her uncle, but is more of a parent than her actual parents, who is all kinds of sweet. Then there is Reese, the police officer/retired marine, who was in the desert with Jax, and remains good friends with him.
If we stuck around at the college, I think the story would have gotten quickly bland. And we did still get our two original couples when they visit Calla. Stay With Me brings a touch more of danger to the story, highlights another big issue that, unfortunately, many people struggle with (drug use), and feels overall more adult. We get new characters, more potential for future stories, while still enjoying our established characters. I highly recommend.
Jax and Calla meeting for the first time
Jax kicking Mack out of the bar when he said something about Calla's scar, and Jax kissing Calla to prove that he was attracted to her
Jax staying with Calla to protect her at night
Calla staying at Jax's place, and their conversation the first night
Their first "real" kiss and what happened after
Calla telling Jax about the fire
The first time they have sex
Avery, Teresa, Cam and Jase visiting Calla, and being protective of Calla when seeing Jax not fend off Aimee's advances.
Jax telling Calla what he see's when he see's her scars
Jax telling Calla all the reasons why he loves her
Jax admitting to Calla that he had seen her several times before she even knew he existed.
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Cam sighed as he leaned around Avery
Cam: "What in the hell are you doing with Raphael?"
Ollie: "Correction. This is Michelangelo, and I think it's pretty fucked-up you don't even know which one is yours anymore. You've probably sent Raphael into a depression."
Jax: "You pinky sweat and listen to old-school music? I like you."
Calla: "Let me remind you of something. I don't know you. Like at all."
Jax: "And I'm not asking you to get naked and give me a private show."
Pausing, his gaze seemed to drift down my body again.
Jax: "Although, that is way interesting. A bad idea, but way interesting."
Jax: "What are you doing in here, Calla?"
At the sound of my name, I snapped out of it. Placing the spreadsheet and receipts on the desk, I narrowed my eyes at him.
Calla: "Well, considering this bar is my mom's, I have every right to be in the office."
Jax: "That's some dumb rationale considering I've been at this bar for about two years and last night was the first time I'd seen your sweet ass."
Calla: "Can you stop referring to me ass as sweet?"
Jax: "Would you prefer I refer to it as hot?"
I inhaled through my nose.
Jax: "How about heart shaped and thick?"
Calla: "How about not at all?"
Jax: "God, you're going to be a pain in my ass."
Jax: "Work here? Honey, this is not your kind of place."
I spared him a look
Calla: "It doesn't look like it's your kind of place, either."
Jax: "Why is that?"
Calla: "Look at you. You don't look like you should be working in a dive bar."
An eyebrow rose.
Jax: "I like to think it's one step up from a dive bar."
Calla: "A little step."
One side of his lips kicked up
Jax: "Where do you think I should be working at?"
Calla: "I don't know. Maybe at Hot Guys R Us."
Calla: "What's interesting?"
I tried to step back, but the hands on my shoulders tightened.
Calla: "I'm not interesting at all."
Jax: "I know that's untrue."
Calla: "It's not. I'm the most boring person to ever live. I haven't even been to a beach or to New York City. Never taken a plane ride or even been to an amusement park. I don't do anything when I'm at school and I ... Anyway, I'm boring."
One brow arched up
Jax: "Okay. But we're going to have to agree to disagree on that, too."
Mack: "What did you expect, man? Not my fault she's Mona's daughter. Ain't like you can't notice her face -"
Jax: "Finish that sentence and I'll fuck your face up so badly you'll be seeing double for the rest of your life, ass hat."
Calla: "You kissed me."
Jax: "Yeah. I did."
I forced my eyes open. He leaned in, his arm against the wall taking his weight as he dropped his hand from my chin.
Jax: "I don't kiss girls that I don't find hot as hell or beautiful. So, you get my point?"
Calla: "You kissed me to prove a point?"
A ghost of a smile appeared.
Jax: "Felt like it was the quickest way to prove the point."
Jax: "What are you wearing?"
Calla: "What? What's wrong with what I'm wearing?"
Jax: "Nothing. Like the socks. It's cute. You're cute."
Jax: "Are you always so argumentative?"
I squinted at him.
Calla: "Are you always so bossy?"
He cast a grin in my direction.
Jax: "Honey, you haven't seen bossy yet."
Calla: "I need an adult."
Jax: "By the way ... Those shorts and those legs? Fucking perfection."
Jax: "Went to Mona's one night, ended up with a job, finally got my own place, and here I am, lying in bed with Mona's pretty daughter. Life is fucking strange like that."
Calla: "You're ... you say nice things."
Jax: "I speak the truth."
Jax pressed against my back, and the next breath I took got stuck in my throat.
Calla: "What are you doing?"
Jax: "Getting comfortable."
He dropped an arm over my waist, and my entire body jerked against his.
Jax: "It's time to sleep I think."
Calla: "But -"
Jax: "You can't sleep when you talk."
Calla: "You don't need to be all up on me."
His answering chuckle stirred the hair along the back of my neck.
Jax: "Honey, I'm not all up on you."
Jax's head was tilted back against the pillow, exposing his long, tan neck, and the tips of straight white teeth bit down on his full lower lip. The look on his face, like he was stopping himself from doing something very naughty and very fun, confused me.
And then I realized why.
I'd planted my hand on his lower stomach, like way lower stomach, and my thigh was now pressing in between his legs.
Calla: "Oh God."
I jerked back my hand.
Jax moved lightening quick, capturing my wrist in his hand.
Jax: "You probably should've just gone back to sleep."
He rolled suddenly, and before I could take my next breath, I was flat on my back and he was hovering above me, one hand still curled around my wrist and the other planted in the bed beside my head, his lower arm curved into the mattress.
Calla: "What are you doing?"
His warm brown gaze traveled over my face - my face - before fixing on my mouth.
Jax: "You know what they say about guys in the morning?"
One side of his lip kicked up, and then I got it and then my face was really burning. A deep, husky chuckle shook him.
Jax: "I'm kind of glad you didn't go back to sleep. This is by far more interesting."
My brain emptied.
The hand around my wrist slid down my arm, stopping at my elbow
Jax: "You know what else I find really interesting?"
His head lowered until I felt his nose brush mine, and I tensed.
Jax: "It's interesting how much I liked waking up with my hand on your ass and my leg between yours."
Calla: "You were awake!"
Using my other arm, I pushed my hand against his chest.
Calla: "Get off."
Jax: "Would love to."
Calla: "Yeah, that's not what I'm talking about, jackass."
Jax: "I like you."
Jax: "I like you."
Calla: "You don't know me."
Jax: "What I know of you I like."
Calla: "But -"
Jax: "Don't overthink it, honey. Life's too short for that shit."
His lips grazed my skin. Every muscle tightened in the most delicious way, and his thumb, it was still swirling, still dragging out an array of sensations.
Jax: "I like you. That's all."
Calla: "But you can't."
His lips stilled against my cheek and then he lifted his head. Our gazes collided, and I wanted to look away, but couldn't.
Jax: "I can."
Then Jax lowered himself, and all the air in the world was sucked out of that room. His weight ... I'd never felt anything like it before. He was heavy, but it was good, and his hips were cradled between my legs, and ...
Holy mother lode, there was no mistaking what I felt pressed against me.
Jax: "Get it. I like you, Calla. Yeah, I've only known you a couple of days. But you've made me laugh. I can also tell you're nice and sweet when you wanna be. I think you're cute as hell and you make me hard."
Whoa. Did he seriously just say that?
Jax: "You've made me hard a couple of time in the last seventy-some-odd hours and I gotta say that's not a bad thing. I want to fuck you, and all I need to want to do that with you is to like you. It's really not that hard to get from point A to point C on that, honey."
Katie: "You see, I got the gift."
Calla: "Um. What kind of gift?"
Katie tapped a long, French manicured finger off her temple.
Katie: "The gift. Sight. Psychic. Whatever they're calling it nowadays. I get feelings about things and I just know things."
Calla: "So, um .. did you have this gift in high school?"
Katie: "No. I had an accident. Woke up the next days with the gift."
Calla: "What ... what kind of accident?"
Roxy: "Oh Lordy Lord."
Katie: "Fell off the damn pole."
Katie reached over and grabbed my shot.
Katie: "Snooze, you lose."
She downed it and then cracked the glass off the bar top.