by Rebecca Brooks
Publication Date: July 20, 2018
Genres: Adult, Contemporary, Romance, Standalone
Reeling from a sudden breakup, Casey Webb leaves Brooklyn, drives north, and settles in a sleepy mountain town in upstate New York. She’s convinced she’s happy being alone—until she reads the acknowledgments in her ex-boyfriend’s hit debut novel, thanking his new girlfriend “above all.”
Good thing Ben Mailer is in town. The hot, young Brooklyn-bound chef offers the perfect distraction. Soon the backwoods are heating up… But as their fling turns into more, the demands of Ben’s family and budding career make moving to her idyllic town impossible.
Now Casey must decide what she can’t live without—her life in the mountains, or the man she wants to be hers above all.
❤️ My Review:
This is a sweet entertaining romance with nothing too exciting but the writing was spot on and the characters were likable and interesting. Casey and Ben had instant chemistry and cute conversations. And then it turned steamy. Love to the young men! The age difference was an intriguing element to the story and Ben showed maturity for his age at the beginning of their relationship but then he sort of let us down. Both has family issues and drama that propelled the storyline and caused grief for the couple. Great secondary characters that I hope to read more of. Satisfying ending to an easy read.
She thought there’d be some kind of moment—some buildup or conversation or indication beyond “your mittens” and “thanks” to signal that what she’d been imagining nonstop for the whole day was about to come true.
But there was no magic moment. It just sort of happened. As if it were inevitable.
As if there were no other way.
All of a sudden, his lips were on hers, his mouth hot and sweet with cider and smoke, his strong arms holding her up as her knees threatened to give way.
His tongue searched hers gently, then insistently, and her whole body was liquid, drunk with wanting. She hooked her fingers through his belt loops and pulled him toward her. Even with all the cloth between them, the flannel and fleece, she could feel his body fitted against hers, shoulder to shoulder, hip to hip, his fingers buried deep in her wild red hair.
The kiss was long but over too soon. He pulled away and she looked up into his eyes, unable to make sense of how one kiss could do this much. It was as if everything she was had melted into him. She wasn’t sure where she ended and the rest of him began.
But instead of pulling him tighter as she wanted, she loosened her grip on his waist. The momentary pause had given her time to think again, and it was insane what they had done. Her mind screamed at her heart and everything pounded in her head. What was she doing?
Ben seemed to sense her uncertainty. But he only smiled, like he wasn’t going to push. He kissed her once more on the mouth, softer this time.
“Goodnight,” he whispered, and his breath on her ear sent a shudder all the way down her spine.
He turned and trotted off into the darkness, leaving her to her thoughts. Making sure that the next time she saw him, she’d be able to think of nothing else.
She stood for a long time in the doorway, clutching her mittens, her pajamas slightly askew and her mouth open in shock.
ABOUT REBECCA BROOKS
Rebecca Brooks lives in New York City in an apartment filled with books. She received a PhD in English but decided it was more fun to write books than write about them. She has backpacked alone through India and Brazil, traveled by cargo boat down the Amazon River, climbed Mt. Kilimanjaro, explored ice caves in Peru, trekked to the source of the Ganges, and sunbathed in Burma, but she always likes coming home to a cold beer and her hot husband in the Bronx. Her books are about independent women who leave their old lives behind to try something new—and find the passion, excitement and purpose they didn’t know they’d been missing.