Controlled Chaos. Christina C. Jones. 2020. [Source: Kindle Unlimited.]
More please.
That’s it. That’s the review.
Jokes aside, Controlled Chaos was a provocative departure from what I expected, which is saying a lot. Jones does erotica well, so to see her step out in this direction here was dope. My greatest critique is simply that I didn’t get more time with these characters because I’m greedy like that.
The newest installment drops in on Andre Clarke, one third of the trio of brothers behind 81st & Clarke. The food critic who popped up as a thorn in his side in Collision Course returns as a more constant presence in his professional and personal life. For her part, Drew is just trying to live her best life, not under the thumb of someone who has to be in control all the damn time. In reality, Drew’s desire to take the reins and Andre’s need to let go is what brings them together and makes them work.
My interest was piqued with the introduction of a “hyper-exclusive underground” club where Drew and Andre meet, unwittingly. It’s discreet (what happens here, stays here a la Las Vegas), and caters to a range of sexual needs and interests. Given the literary environment Jones has created for her characters, this club fits right in with Arch & Point and other spots as sultry and erotic without being trashy or crass. While it’s certainly an important setting, it’s not a focal point here. The fact that it never even gets named makes it even more alluring. I’m fully in support of Jones making it a spotlight of a few books … if the mood hits.
Controlled Chaos is a satisfying novella. It’s enticing and a bit surprising, too. I’m definitely recommending it; it’s a solid follow-up to Collision Course and sets some good expectations for Aiden’s story …
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