What happens when your happily ever after crumbles…
Sara thought she had it all, but when her life turns upside-down, she does the only thing she can think of: pack up and follow a childhood dream. She takes a job on a dude ranch in rural Montana hoping to pick up the pieces.
She never thought she’d see him again.
Mike Frost is all grown up. 6’2” of solid muscle, he’s the best friend from her youth, and the man every woman wants. With a list of successes a mile long, Mike has it all…
Except for the one that got away.
Sometimes you have to start over to find your happily ever after.
Now, its no secret that I like my romance novels. BUT. I don’t like wishy washy type rubbish. I like something that will grab my interest; something that isn’t just churned out to a formula.
And I’m pleased to be able to report that this neat little story hits the mark quite nicely.
I liked Sara straightaway. She struck me as a complex, and realistic character – insecure yet with an inner strength that belies outward appearances. Despite this, she was incredibly frustrating! Of course, as the reader, you get to see both sides of the story, and Mike’s side is a lot simpler. Still, the dancing around that these two do …
This was genuinely one of those books where I just wanted to find out what happened next. The writer succeeded in drawing me into the story line and becoming invested in the outcome.
And this got the ending that the characters deserved. Thoroughly enjoyable.
A wine country native, I moved to San Francisco for college just shy of a decade ago to pursue a lifelong interest in film. As I settled into the vibrant city, it quickly became apparent that, while I thought making and editing films was great fun, I lacked cinematic genius. For that reason, my career path quickly changed direction. My next goal was a strange childhood interest, conjured at the dining room table while filling out a form. For some reason, my young self wanted to be an Accountant. Thinking on it now, I wonder how I had any friends. Regardless, it was the direction I finally took.
While I could wrangle numbers with the best of ’em, and even though I wore the crown as the most outspoken, belligerent accountant in the world, my mind got as stuffy as my daily routine. It was here that I dusted off my creative hat and began writing