Blurb:
SOMETIMES WRONG IS OH-SO-RIGHT
After a wrenching loss, Ben
McDaniel tried to escape his grief by working in dangerous, war-torn places
like Africa and the Middle East. Now he's back in his hometown and face-to-face
with Aubrey Wellington, the hot-as-hell woman who is trouble with a capital T.
Family and friends insist she's not the one to ease his pain, but Aubrey sparks
an intense desire that gives Ben hope for the future.
Determined to right the wrongs of
her past, Aubrey is working hard to make amends. But by far, the toughest
challenge to her plan is sexy, brooding Ben - even though he has absolutely no
idea what she's done . . .
Can this unlikely couple defy the
odds and win over the little town of Lucky Harbor?
Excerpt
“I don’t want to talk about it,”
she said. Once again he was close. Too close. So damn close. “At all,” she
added, hearing with some alarm that her voice had softened. Everything had
softened, at just his proximity. “Ever,” she whispered, and found her gaze locked
on his mouth.
He had a really great mouth.
“I don’t want to talk, either,”
that mouth said very seriously. And then he lowered his head. They shared a
breath for a beat, just long enough for her to know what was going to happen
and feel the anticipation swamp her.
Then he kissed her, deep and slow
and utterly mesmerizing. His hands were firm on her back. Needing an anchor,
she reached out and grasped his shirt and leaned into him. He was warm and
solid, so very solid, emitting the kind of strength that she herself was a pint
low on today.
Leaning in more, she felt his
body respond.
Someone moaned. I did, she
realized, swamped with the sensation of being wanted, even just physically. She
took in the delicious taste of him, the feel of him, the sound of his very male
groan when she stroked her tongue to his.
Things got a little hazy then. A
lot hazy. She felt his hands move over her, melting her bones away. She touched
him, too. Her hands wandered all over his body—and good Lord, what a body.
She had no idea how long they
kissed—and kissed—but she didn’t think about stopping until she ran out of air.
Breathing hard, she slowly opened her eyes and stared directly into his.
They’d heated. Darkened. And
something else. He wasn’t looking so relaxed now. In fact, he was looking the
opposite of relaxed. He looked…feral.
And she was his prey.
My review:
Another terrific addition to the tales from Lucky Harbor.
This book can be read stand-alone but if you haven’t read the others you will
want to add them to your TBR shelf once you’ve read this. And though this
book doesn’t have as many “I love Lucy” moments as perhaps previous
installments did the story does not lack for it.
Love doesn’t always strike when convenient. That doesn’t mean you
shouldn’t take the chance when it does come around. After the debacle at
City Hall that took place in It Had To Be You (Lucky Harbor #7) Aubrey is
starting over. She is remodeling and reopening the bookstore she took
refuge in as a child. The only place she could be herself with no
expectations. To start forward fresh she needs to make amends for the
past. Including a hurt she did to sexy Ben McDaniel. One he has no
knowledge of. But if she tells him it may destroy any chance of a future
together that they may have.
Living in a small town is both good and bad. Everybody knows
your business but everybody also has your back. Nowhere is this more
evident than Lucky Harbor. You will adore its residents and keep coming
back for more.
I was lucky enough to have received an eARC of this book from the publisher via NetGalley in exchange for a fair and honest review.
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Author Biography
New York Times bestselling
author Jill Shalvis lives in a small town in the Sierras full of quirky
characters. Any resemblance to the quirky characters in her books is, um,
mostly coincidental. Look for Jill's bestselling, award-winning books wherever
romances are sold and visit her website for a complete book list and daily blog
detailing her city-girl-living-in-the-mountains adventures.
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