Sure to thrill readers of Susan Mallery and Rachel Gibson, Molly O’Keefe’s sizzling series cranks up the tension as a bad boy rides into town on his motorcycle—and teaches the girl next door to lose control when it comes to desire.
After years of running, Wyatt Svenson has now parked himself in Bishop, Arkansas, trying to do the right thing and parent a son he didn’t even know he had until recently. Over six feet tall and packed with muscles and power, Ty likes to get his hands dirty, fixing his motorcycle at night and keeping his mind away from the mistakes he’s made. Then his pretty neighbor shows up on his driveway, doesn’t bother to introduce herself, and complains about the noise. First impression? She should loosen up. Funny that she turns out to be his son’s elementary school art teacher—and the only one willing to help his troubled boy. Ty needs her. In more ways than one.
Though Shelby Monroe is safe in her structured life, she is drawn to Ty’s bad-boy edge and rugged sexuality. What if she just lets it all go: her worries about her mother, her fear of heartbreak, and her tight self control? What if she grabs Ty and takes a ride on the wild side? “What if” becomes reality—intense, exhilarating . . . and addictive. But Ty wants more than a secret affair. He wants it all with Shelby. But will she take a chance and open her heart? Ty is determined to convince Shelby to take the biggest risk of her life: on him.
Praise for Between the Sheets
“Phenomenal . . . The story is deep, complex, and rich, with emotional tones of hope, loss, regret, pain, and so many flavors of love.”—Publishers Weekly (starred review)
“The characters are genuine, their stories are authentic and there is a rawness of emotion that is completely unexpected. The chemistry Ty and Shelby share is electric and their sex scenes are sizzling on a whole new level. This is a fantastic read that surprises and thoroughly delights.”—RT Book Reviews (4-1/2 stars, Top Pick)
“Dark, edgy, and emotionally turbulent, Between the Sheets is a . . . modern-day romance that speaks of second chances, love, heartbreak, redemption, and hope.”—Smexy Books
“Once again, Molly O’Keefe explodes the traditional trope and creates characters that breathe. . . . Between the Sheets did what great books should do and let me live beside these people of Bishop and come to care about them. A lot.”—The Best Reviews
“An intense, heartbreaking and poignant novel that is also insanely hot and incredibly passionate . . . another powerful novel of love and healing by Molly O’Keefe that old and new fans of the Boys of Bishop series do not want to miss.”—Book Reviews & More by Kathy
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O'Keefe / BETWEEN THE SHEETS
Shelby Monroe was not having a very good morning.
Last night, her new neighbor—a motorcycle enthusiast apparently with insomnia and a hearing problem—didn’t stop revving his engine until nearly dawn. Then Mom put the coffeepot on the stove thinking it was the kettle and it shattered when it got too hot.
So here she was for her first day of classes after the Christmas break at Bishop Elementary, frazzled and without coffee.
Which was no way to deal with Colleen.
“Welcome back!” Colleen, the school secretary, stood up from behind her desk and for a moment seemed as if, in the three-week break, she’d forgotten that Shelby wasn’t a hugger.
Thank God it came back to her at the last moment and instead of throwing her arms around Shelby like they were old friends, she turned to the bottom drawer of her filing cabinet and yanked it open. Shelby dropped her phone and purse in it. There was no office for the part-time staff, so she made do with Colleen’s bottom drawer. She shrugged out of her winter jacket and hung it on the coat hook with her scarf, then tucked her gloves in her coat sleeves.
“How are you doing?” Colleen asked.
“First day back. It’s always a good day.”
“You must be the only teacher in the world who thinks that.”
Shelby laughed. That was probably true. Her first days back in the schools after winter break were her favorite of the whole year. All the hard work of getting to know the kids, understanding them, and getting their attention and respect was done. And now they were recharged. The next two months would undoubtedly be her most productive with the kids, before spring fever hit.
She just needed to shake off this bad morning she’d had.
“You’re a saint.” She grabbed a mug from the cupboard above the coffee area and waited for the machine to belch and steam before she poured herself a cup. Colleen went nuts if you robbed the pot, and no one wanted to get on Colleen’s bad side.
In her years as a part-time employee for the school district, Shelby had come to know one thing for certain: principals did not run schools; the secretaries did. And Colleen’s desk was like the bridge of a giant spaceship. A phone system with a gazillion lights and buttons. Color-coded Post-its. The sign-in book, which she guarded like the Holy Grail. The first-aid kit, the small fridge with ice packs. Printer, computer, jars with pens. One drawer had hard candy, the other a box of Triscuits. There was a heat lamp at her feet. A fan at her back. Two different sweaters over her chair and a small hot plate for her coffee cup.
Colleen could survive the zombie apocalypse at her desk.
“How is your mom doing?” Colleen asked.
“Fine,” Shelby said, because she had to say something and that was the sort of answer people expected. Colleen didn’t want to hear how her mom had spent the night pacing the hallway looking for her mother’s old cookbooks.
“It’s nice to see her at church again.”
Why was everyone so scared of silence? Shelby wondered, contemplating the drip of the coffee machine.
Shelby loved silence. And everyone from the woman behind the cash register at the grocery store to Colleen wanted to force her into conversation because her silence made them uncomfortable.
“I’m sorry, what did you say?” She poured coffee into one of the spare mugs; this one had a sleeping cat on it. There were a thousand cat mugs on that shelf.
“I said it’s real nice to see you both in church again. It’s been a long time.”
“Well, it’s a comfort,” she lied, glancing at the big clock over the door. She had five minutes before the bell. “I’m starting in Mrs. Jordal’s class?”
Colleen swiveled in her chair to face Shelby. “There’s a new student in there,” she said. “He’s a handful.”
Shelby smiled. Perhaps she was in the minority, or maybe it was only because she was part time and in the classes she taught out in the Art Barn in the summer and after school the kids wanted to be there, but she would take a kid who was a handful every day of the week.
The quiet, studious boys and the girls who were so eager to please all too clearly reminded her of herself and she wanted to scream at them to get a backbone, to stand up for themselves. To take a lesson from the kids who caused problems, whom no one could overlook. Because waiting to be seen, to be noticed, only led to midlife crises and psychotic breaks that tore apart your world.
At least that was her experience.
But that was probably a little heavy for an elementary school art class.
“We’ve been back for a week and he’s been in the office almost every day,” Colleen said, lifting her own mug—no cats to be seen—from the hot plate. “Fighting, mouthy, stealing from classmates.” She turned her giant chair back around to face the door and the computer, her kingdom. “And his father is a piece of work, clearly the apple doesn’t fall far from that particular tree. Mark my words: that boy is nothing but trouble.”
Mrs. Jordal taught fifth grade and had for about a hundred years. There wasn’t a problem or a type of kid she hadn’t seen a dozen times before. And Shelby really liked the fact that her class, no matter how many handful kids she had, was always calm. The kids were respectful.
It was tough at the beginning of every new year because something happened to kids between fourth and fifth grade. Some hormonal surge that made them all short-circuit. But by Thanksgiving, Mrs. Jordal had those kids in line.
Christmas break, however, caused some regression.
Shelby took a deep breath, girding her loins, before she walked in.
“Hello, class,” she said as she entered the room. All the kids looked up from the free reading they’d been doing and some of them answered her. Some waved. Scott and John whispered behind their hands. One boy in the back with shaggy red hair blinked, owly and worried-seeming.
Oh no, his expression said, before he schooled it into a predictable but ill-fitting sneer, not another new thing.
His whole vibe screamed “new kid.”
Mrs. Jordal stood from behind her desk and walked over, limped actually. She needed hip replacement surgery but was being stubborn about it. “Hello, Ms. Monroe,” she said. “Welcome back.”
“Thank you, Mrs. Jordal. Anything exciting in the fifth grade in the new year?”
“We have a new student.”
“That’s what I heard.”
The redhead waved with one flip of his hand. Funny, that hormonal surge inspired all of the kids to walk that line between being respectful and being sent to the principal’s office to varying degrees. Even the good kids started fifth grade with a little attitude.
This kid was really trying hard to seem like a badass.
“Nice to meet you, Casey.” Shelby set down her coffee and bag beside Mrs. Jordal’s desk, in front of the Regions of America bulletin board. “I thought, in honor of our new student . . .” Every eye in the classroom went to Casey and he shrank down in his seat, glowering.
“We’re going to start on a new project today and it’s going to last for the next three weeks. It’s called Things About Me.” From her bag she took the stapled packets of paper and began to hand them out. “You get three images, but no words, to convey what you know to be true about yourself.”
“About anything?” Jessica Adams asked. She honestly looked terrified at the idea. Jessica was a girl who needed to be told what to draw. Most of the kids did, but that was the fun part of fifth grade—they were just beginning to realize they had ideas of their own. Largely inappropriate, but the ideas were tied more to identity than ever before.
“Like I know this is lame?” Scott Maxwell said, and John James high-fived him.
“If you think that’s true, sure.” She gave Scott the packet of papers and then stood next to him for a moment, her hand on his shoulder. Scott had been in her summer art camp for three years in a row and was doing an after-school class on Thursdays, working in clay. He was a good kid and she liked him as much as she imagined he liked her. The poor kid was just short-circuiting. “But you have to figure out how to draw it. How to convey it without using any words.”
A couple of the kids started to groan, realizing how hard this was going to be.
She took out two examples and taped them to the blackboard with masking tape.
“What do you think these mean?” she asked.
One was a picture she’d drawn in the manner of Van Gogh’s Starry Night. She stood in a field surrounded by beautiful swirls and explosions of color and texture. The other was a picture of her art barn, filled with kids who were part human, part foxes, all mischief.
“Is that me?” Scott asked, pointing to one of the kids in her picture.
She squinted at the picture. “You know, I do see a resemblance.”
“Are you saying we’re all animals?”
“She’s saying you’re all foxes,” Casey said.
She smiled at Casey, who beamed at her attention before he remembered he had a sneer he was trying to make stick.
I’m on to you, she thought, and felt that surge of affection she always felt when she saw past the too big veneer of the “problem kids.”
“Why do you think I picked foxes?”
“Why do you think you picked foxes?”
Shelby blinked, not at his tone, but the way he’d rephrased the question. She wondered if Casey with the shaggy red hair and freckles, slouching in his chair as if at the advanced age of eleven he’d seen it all, had spent some time with a psychiatrist.
“Because you’re all sly and mischievous and looking for trouble,” she answered. “But you’re still cute.”
“What about the other one?” Jessica asked.
The room was silent and Shelby turned to look at the picture again. The figure in the middle was clearly her, even though she’d drawn herself from the back. The blue tee shirt she wore said Art Barn across the shoulders, and any kid who took a class out at the barn got the exact same shirt.
“Art is everywhere?” Jessica asked, giving it her best shot.
“You need to get your eyes checked?” Scott said.
She bent forward, to look him in the eye. “Do we need to have a conversation in the hallway?” she whispered, and he blanched, shaking his head.
“Beauty is everywhere,” she said. Though she’d drawn that picture perhaps more in hope than as proof of anything.
“So, you’ve got three pages there. Take your time and think of three images that convey something to me about who you are. Or what you feel. Or know. Or believe.”
A dozen desktops were lifted and pencil boxes were pulled out. “Don’t just draw the very first thing that comes to mind. Think about how you’re going to surprise me. Or make me work to figure it out. For instance,” she turned and found Jeremy in the corner. Sweet Jeremy who grinned up at her, blinking through his thick glasses. “Jeremy, perhaps you could consider not drawing dinosaurs.”
“But . . . I love dinosaurs.”
“I know that. We’ve all known that. Since you were in kindergarten there has not been a child on the planet who has loved dinosaurs more than you. Try to think of something else.”
“What if I can’t?”
“Then at least draw me a very good dinosaur.”
He beamed at her. Just beamed, and all the black soot that lingered on her heart from her late night and frazzled morning was gone.
Children and art were simply the best medicine. The very best.
Heads were bent over work and the room was silent but for the scratch of pencil and crayon over paper. She walked up and down the aisles until she got to the far corner where Casey, who was bent so far over his desk she couldn’t see his paper, sketched furiously. His pencil was a short, bitten-off thing, probably salvaged from the broken pencil bin Mrs. Jordal had for kids who kept forgetting pencils.
“Do you want some colored pencils?” she asked. “Or crayons? I have some.”
“I’m fine,” he said without looking up, without taking a break. Without giving her a chance to see what he was working on.
A couple more kids raised their hands to ask questions, and she had to finally move Scott to the far side of the room because he wouldn’t stop talking to his friend John. Casey didn’t look up. She set a sharp pencil down on the edge of his desk but he ignored it.
“You have five minutes left,” she said at almost the exact moment Mrs. Jordal came back in. Shelby took her own pictures down and tucked them back in the bag. In the kindergarten class after this they were going to start a finding-shapes-in-nature exercise, which was basically just an excuse to get them outside and moving around.
“Time’s up,” she said. “Hand in your pages. I’ll see you next Wednesday and we’ll keep working on this.”
Students flooded up from their desks, a giant wave of kids who smelled like graphite and wax crayon. Casey didn’t meet her eyes and handed her his page facedown. “It’s nice to meet you, Casey,” she said and he shook his hair out of his eyes in that weird, totally practiced and ineffective Justin Bieber way.
“Yeah,” he said and shuffled back to his desk. He was tall, really tall. The tallest kid in the class by at least a few inches. She hadn’t noticed that when he was slouching at his desk.
She gathered up the pages and grabbed her bag and empty cat coffee cup and went back to the office for another cup of coffee before heading to kindergarten.
The new kid forgotten for the moment.
Most Helpful Customer Reviews
Between the Sheets by Molly O'Keefe is the third book in her Boys of Bishop series. This book focuses on Shelby Monroe, the art teacher with the disastrous and embarrassing moment of fame thanks to a jerk named Dean outing their sexual activities on morning daytime TV. Coming from a small town like Bishop and the fact that she is an art teacher, this was devastating for Shelby. Shelby has a hot new neighbor and a new student in class that she's concerned about. Turns out the inconsiderate neighbor who keeps her up at night loudly working in his garage is the father of the new student. Despite her best efforts she can't keep Ty out of her heart for long but will she ever actually let him in completely. Ty is looking for a fresh start and a clean slate for him and his son Casey. He's only known about Casey for the past 5 months and wants to be a good dad but lacking a role model himself worries constantly he's screwing it up. When he meets Shelby it is not love at first sight by any means but she certainly captures his attention even while berating him for his inconsiderate loudness at night in his garage. When Shelby goes out on a limb to help Casey, that's when Ty realizes he may have been to rash to judge her and very quickly becomes captivated by the opinionated neighbor. The journey these three take is deep, emotional, and powerful. Another fantastic book from this author with flawed people making the effort to be better. LOVED IT!
1st, I can't relate the title to the book... This is Book 3 in the series and I read the first two... This book was a total WOW! I had to put this book down frequently, not because it wasn't good, because it was so deeply emotional that I needed a break... The story is so beautifully portrayed... Casey a 13 year old whose father never knew he existed, Ty, the father from the background of hell and Shelby, whose preacher father had ruined her life come together in a story to tear your heart out and yet reinforce your belief in love and the goodness of people... Ms. O'Keefe, and I read her often, deserves an award for this one... Wish it hadn't ended when it did because I would have loved to stay with these fantastic characters for a few more years... Grab the tissues and curl up with lots of time for this one...
3-1/2 Stars. Between the Sheets ended up being a little different from what I was expecting. For one, there were no sheets involved. At all. All the steamy sex takes place outside the bedroom. It was good to get back to Bishop and catch up with Sean, Cora, Brody, Ashley, Monica and the gang. I loved getting a glimpse of Ashley and Brody, happily settled down. This time around, we’re introduced to newcomers Tye and Casey, and local art teacher, Shelby. Ty arrives shortly after discovering he has a ten-year old son when Casey walks away from foster care to find his dad after his mom is incarcerated. I loved watching that relationship evolve, seeing how uncomfortable Ty was in the role of fatherhood, and watching the angsty nervousness of a fifth grader trying to find his place in the world. I also love the alzheimer’s subplot. I thought that was handled so well. Plot Between the Sheets covers a lot of territory. With the alzheimer’s thread, school bullying, the evolving relationship of a rebellions man who only recently learned he’s a father, kleptomania, mental abuse, religious zealotry and art therapy. And all of it works really well together. Molly O’Keefe does a masterful job of weaving all the subplots nicely into the story. The push and pull of Ty and Shelby is well done, the writing is strong, and the sex scenes are steamy. Characters I don’t like Shelby. There, I said it. And that’s a problem for me, because the heart of the story is the romance. Shelby’s not fluff, she’s certainly developed, I just couldn’t identify with her. I understood some of her issues, but she came across to me as too self-centered, too inwardly focused to really be likeable. Ty on the other hand, is fabulous. He’s solid, complex, deep, and infinitely likeable. He’s perfectly portrayed as the guilt-ridden new dad trying to navigate fatherhood without a map. Casey is authentic as the kid with the rocky childhood, struggling to find stability and unable to accept happiness as normal. Bottom Line I liked Between the Sheets. It’s well-written, has interesting characters, and covers a lot of important topics. I just didn’t love it. Disclaimer I was provided a copy of this book by the publisher in exchange for an honest review.
BETWEEN THE SHEETS is very likely the best book I’ve read all year and well worth your time and investment. Part of her Boys of Bishop Trilogy, BETWEEN THE SHEETS is a powerful story of two broken people who must keep themselves together for family. Both Shelby and Ty’s characters are complex and, like real life people, there will be times when you will love them and hate them. The plot is actually simple: man with a past moves to town to start over with his son, meets a local girl, and falls in love. All pretenses to simplicity disappear after that but the plot remains completely plausible and realistic. With smaller issues and subplots that complement the story and add to it, nothing was ever as I thought it would be. I found myself wondering if the lovers would ever make it work. The additions of well-drawn secondary characters that don’t overpower the story with their subplots contribute well and all subplots are resolved well with no loose ends a plus for me since I hate it when I have too many unanswered questions at the end of a book. The ending was believable and not too sweet since Ty and Shelby’s lives aren’t the type for sweet and syrupy. Molly O’Keefe’s descriptions of dealing with the daily troubles of an Alzheimer’s patient in decline are completely accurate and heartbreaking to read. It’s a disease that affects so many on a daily basis, including my own family.
I would give it a 3.5. It's not that I disliked this story, but it was extremely intense, all characters very damaged. Shelby really needs therapy. Wyatt is trying to do the right thing for a son he just learned he had and his son is trying to adjust and learn how to trust adults. All of them are pretty messed up. It was a hard read because it was a bit depressing and you had to push through it. I like this series so I do recommend reading it, but go into it knowing the material is fairly dark.
Great story. I love the whole series.
I enjoyed this book! The heroine wants desperately to love and be loved in return, and Ty is just the man to do that. Great plot, action and dialogue!
Love CAN Conquer All Between the Sheets by Molly O’Keefe is the third and final book in the Boy’s of Bishop trilogy. Shelby Monroe, an elementary school teacher, is a tragic character who perseveres and makes you believe in love will conquer all. Ty Svenson, a motorcycle restorer and handyman who finds out about a son he never knew he had, does and tries everything he can to be the father he wish he had. Get these two together and you have two (three if you count Ty’s son Casey) very damages character’s that want to over come their past and find a future together. Now add in Shelby’s mother who has Alzheimer’s and is getting worse everyday and you have challenging situations that makes your heart break for everyone involved. Okay, this book is not all doom and gloom but it is a book about overcoming difficult obstacles and situations that would sink most people. I wasn’t sure if I would enjoy it but Molly writes such complex characters that you want to succeed, that I just couldn’t put it down until I found out if and how they overcame their situations. If books about never giving up in the face of adversity then this book is for you.
In Between the Sheets, our hero and heroine, Ty and Shelby, both had horrible childhoods that are still affecting them as adults. Shelby grew up with a manipulative and narcissistic father who was a truly awful parent and spouse. He has since passed away, but not before Shelby became an expert at emotionally walling herself away from the world. As the story begins, we learn that her mother has developed Alzheimer's and is becoming steadily worse--really, she's too much for Shelby to handle on her own--but guilt and love, combined with the emotional distance she feels from the world, keep her from seeking any real help. Ty is in a better place when the novel begins--somewhat, anyway. He managed to survive his parents' toxic relationship and was taken in by his grandparents at a relatively young age, so he did at least have one positive example of a loving relationship behind him. He lost ground after his grandfather died, however, and did some major backsliding, taking up with a group and a girl who were bad news. He had finally pulled himself up and had just begun to really bring his life back together when he got the shock of a lifetime--his eleven-year-old son, Casey. Determined to do what is best for his child--even though he's not at all sure just what that is--Ty moves them to Bishop, Arkansas, enrolls Casey in the local school, and takes a job working in construction (for Brody, the hero of book two--Never Been Kissed). Ty's gone for more than a decade not knowing he was a parent, though, and Casey's lived through his own set of childhood horrors. Just as Ty begins to think that he's made the right choices at last, Casey starts acting up at school. Imagine Ty's surprise when the witchy neighbor who confronted him the night before turns out to be his son's art teacher, and one of the few people at the school who seems to have a handle on how to help Casey. He's even more surprised by how attractive he finds her. Finding out that she wants him too is icing on the cake. Or is it? Shelby wants to use Ty as a crutch, and sex with him a quick fix when her life feels beyond her control. Ty soon wants more, though. And he doesn't want to be compartmentalized into one of her tiny little boxes. He wants to be all in. I was so invested in the characters of Ty, Shelby, and Casey. Molly O'Keefe does an amazing job of really getting into the minds of her characters, showing us what makes them do the things they do. Casey's character was especially heartbreaking, and had me tearing up more than once. Ty was amazing--even though his instincts told him more than once that it was time to cut and run, as he'd done so many times in the past--he stuck it out; for himself, his son, and for Shelby. One of my (many) favorite quotes, because it really shows Ty's character: Ty wasn't like other parents. Wasn't like other people, and he seemed to have this tremendous capacity to understand that second chances were a divine right, so he stepped aside, letting her in. Seriously sigh-worthy! Shelby was a bit harder to really empathize with--she was just so prickly and cut herself off so much from the world that even the reader feels the distance. It wasn't until the very end when she makes a real push to make herself change that you finally feel that she might be able to do it after all. Still, the second-to-last chapter feels a bit more like a happy-for-now than a HEA. The final chapter, set a year later, does paint a much more optimistic future for the three, and gave me real hope for them all. I haven't had a chance to read the other two books in the series yet, but I'm going to--SOON. Although the characters from Wild Child and Never Been Kissed do pop in and out of Ty and Shelby's story, you don't need to have already read the other two to enjoy this one. Rating: 5 stars / A I received a complimentary copy in exchange for an honest review.
A great addition to the series! The third installment of Molly O'Keefe's Boy's of Bishop is GREAT!! Ty enjoys fixing bikes in his spare time, but while he works time just flies by. When Shelby walks across the street in the early morning to give her new neighbor a piece of her mind! Little does Ty know that the women that just confronted him, will be the art teacher to change both his sons and his' lives. The plot seemed to revolve around Shelby not being able to really open up to Ty, and Casey (Ty's son) coming out of his shell more. I could not put this book down and it was a great read. The plot could have been a little more elaborate but it suited the book just fine. Overall I enjoyed this book.
On the surface Shelby is the town good girl. Even the nasty revelation of her secret affair with the head of the cookie company in Wild Child doesn’t diminish her image in the eyes of the town. They all believe that he was lying; Shelby would never do those things. While the revelations devastate Shelby, she also hopes that they will allow the town to finally see her as she is: a woman who has closed herself off from everything and just wants someone to break down her walls. Abused by her father, she is now taking care of her mother whose health and mental capacity is failing due to Alzheimer’s. Shelby carries the weight of guilt from her childhood that she just can’t release. Interestingly enough, the only one that actually begins to see her this way is Ty, the newcomer in town who is running from his own demons. Ty is a newly minted father of a nine year old son. His ex-girlfriend never told him she was pregnant and it was only after she was sent to jail and Casey into foster care that Ty learned of his son’s existence. Moving to Bishop was intended to give them a fresh start and some stability. Neither Casey nor Ty know what stability really looks like so they are feeling their way into their new reality. Shelby and art class provide a lifeline for father and son. Ty and Shelby start out as casual lovers, in a sense, though the casual never quite feels so casual. They are using each other as a release from the day to day life they are each living. Initially Shelby doesn’t want to expose herself to Ty at all; though she reveals far more than she ever expected as they move forward. Ty sees her for what she is. Much like Monica in Wild Child, Shelby is rough edges and brittle glass. Her sharp edges are on display to anyone willing to look; sadly, she holds herself so far apart no one really has the opportunity. Together they are able to smooth out their rough edges and become their better selves. This book will slay you as you read. Shelby and Ty both have so much hurt and pain to work through. O’Keefe is a master at dragging her characters through the worst so they can become the best possible versions of themselves. This book is no exception. While you can read this one as a stand-alone, it has far more impact as part of the series. If you haven’t paid a visit to Bishop and want an emotional, heartwarming, well-executed series what are you waiting for?
The characters are troubled, facing amazing difficulties, but trying to come out better on the other side. They have to learn to let other people in and to lean on them during tough times. It’s a difficult journey for all of them but that’s what makes their HEA all that more powerful. Full review available at Romantic Reads and Such on wordpress
I guess I've found another author to love. This was the first time I've read anything by her, but I'm definitely going to have to go back and buy the first two books in this series. You can read this as a standalone as I did, but I'm sure they would be so much better read in order. The two or really three MCs were all flawed in some way and desperately needed each other. Tyler was completely lost as a new dad and finding himself in a relationship he couldn't control. Shelby with her own take on messed up relationship stemming from her daddy issues and her mother's sickness. And poor little Casey, needing stability and acceptance in the worst way. It was heartbreaking and it was beautiful all at the same time. Looking forward to reading more by this author. Thanks to Netgalley for the ARC.
I'm still trying to collect my thoughts after reading this book. I was very excited to see Shelby get her happily ever after. Even seeing glimpses of her in two books did not prepare me enough for this one. Shelby is awesome. No wait, beyond awesome. And so is Ty. I wasn't expecting his awesomeness after the way he was with Shelby when they first met. It's hard to talk about Shelby without talking about Ty because their child hood experiences are somewhat similar and both have been changed by them. They are also both currently dealing with other struggles as well, that are having huge impacts on their lives and relationships. Kudos to Molly for portraying them realistically and even imparting knowledge about Alzheimer's. My heart broke for Ty's struggles with Casey and for Casey as he tried to deal with everything. I hate that he had to experience so much. It kills me to read about fictional kids who've had lives like Casey's and that just makes knowing there are real children out there with similar or worse experiences out there so much harder to bear. Between the Sheets is a great story. I didn't laugh very much, but I did smile quite a bit. Especially in the scenes featuring Brady, Ashley, Cora, Sean, Monica, Jackson, and Gwen. It was great to see all of them again and I loved catching up with them. There were some tears too, and some anger as well. I really feel like I'm doing you a disservice by not mentioning more, but I'm afraid to ruin anything in the book for you. This book really surprised me with the content. I know not to expect the usual when it comes to Molly's books, but every time I read one, I continue to be amazed by how satisfying her books her. They give me hope we can all find ways to deal with our demons and maybe find someone to love who will love us back.
Shelby Monroe was the town good girl, an art teacher at the elementary school. Wyatt (Ty) Svenson has just moved to the small town in Arkansas with his difficult son – a son that he had not known exists prior to five months ago. When Ty’s son Casey gets into trouble at school, Shelby steps in to help. The two should have nothing in common except for their desire to help Casey, but the sparks start to fly. Can their relationship blossom beyond the physical desire? Between the Sheets is not a fun, light read – it is a phenomenal, soul crushing, feel down to your core story. Shelby has very little self-esteem, does not know how to act in a normal relationship because she has never had one. Thankfully Ty has the patience of a saint and is willing to take his time with her and teach her how to love both herself and him. I love the depth of this story, how each character is multi-dimensional. I love the time that was taken to build the story, leading the reader down a very well woven path. I love that neither the hero or heroine were perfect but they were perfect for each other. This book is book 3 in The Boys of Bishop series, but can easily be read as a stand-alone. I highly recommend this for anyone who enjoys Robin Carr, Susan Mallory, or Nicholas Sparks. Just make sure you have some Kleenex ready before you begin reading.
A passionate, gritty, moving, and tender must-read! I admit to crying when I was reading Wild Child especially during the oh-so-public meltdown of art teacher and Bishop saint Shelby Monroe. In Between the Sheets we get to see what has happened to Shelby a year after her cracker fling turned ugly. Now dealing with the day-in, day-out ever constant and debilitating life with a parent, her mother, slipping further into the shadow world of dementia, Shelby is an island in Bishop. It’s clear that she doesn’t ask for help, really I wonder if she even knows how. But the same woman who had that fling rears her head early on when reacting to the late night noise emanating from her new neighbors garage. I had wondered if Wyatt or Tye, a tall, good looking, biker-dude briefly seen in Never Been Kissed as Brody’s new assistant, would have a role in a future book. (I sure hoped he would. And he does!) Yes, Tye is the hero of Between the Sheets and he and his newly discovered son just ran away with my heart. I’ll admit to suffering and sympathizing with Shelby with each devolving encounter she had with her mother, with each time her chin raised as she outstared someone who thought of the words broadcast about her on national TV, and with each time she crawled back into her shell after trying her wings. I understood Shelby all too well. "And she couldn't help it - she just gave up holding onto who she was. She just dropped every jagged edge she'd been clinging to and she let her world fall away. All of her pretenses." (page 99) Once again, Molly O’Keefe explodes the traditional trope and creates characters that breathe. Tye is no typical bad boy, even if he rode into town on a bike, and Shelby is not a downtrodden heroine in need of rescue. Their passion-filled matings are flat-out steamy, but oh-so-revealing about what is said and what is silent. "Volatile energy poured off her and he was surprised the light bulbs overhead didn't shatter as she walked under them. As she got closer, her energy, like a virus, spread to him and he felt the hot coil of need in his belly." (page 101) I’ll admit to tears. Again. And yes, this story was emotionally draining AND at the same time uplifting. Between the Sheets did what great books should do and let me live beside these people of Bishop and come to care about them. A Lot. I think tears and Molly O’Keefe books are like weeping eyes when peeling onions, with both layers and layers are revealed and tears are expected … with each turn of the page or stroke of the knife. The only thing I'll complain about is that the book ended. I wanted to keep reading about Tye and Shelby, Luke and Cora, Brody and Ash, Monica and Jackson. So, I'll be looking forward to reading Molly O’Keefe’s next Boys of Bishop title, Indecent Proposal (pub date 30 Sep 2014), that will focus on Ashley’s rising politician brother, Harrison Montgomery, and his mysterious and unexpected marriage to Ryan. So if you’ve been searching for an author who captures your imagination and your heart with characters and stories that resonate with the real choices and situations we all face, add Molly O’Keefe to your must-buy list too. Really. Do. Her stories stand-out. Her storytelling voice is exceptional. Her love scenes are passionate, gritty, moving, and tender. In reality she’s become one of my favorite authors whose stories will be on my bookshelf for as long as I’ll be reading. (I received an eARC from the publisher through NetGalley for use in this review.)
Wow! A powerfully gripping story of two battered souls struggling through life's curveballs. Incredibly well written, Molly O'Keefe delivers another amazing story in her Boys of Bishop series. Each of these books can easily be read standalone but I recommend you read all of them. All written with very true to life plots that show that with a little faith we can all find happy. I highly recommend this and all the series books.
Break out the tissues. This is an emotionally tough read. Shelby & Ty have each made poor decisions in the past and they are now dictating their future. Ty is trying to be a dad to his 11yo son. A son he didn’t even know about till a couple of months ago. Shelby has issues and is also dealing with a mother suffering from Alzheimer’s. Ty and Shelby start out using each other as an escape valve from their problems. When feelings enter the picture it gets downright harsh. This book is a roller coaster that will have you laughing, crying and sighing. I’ll admit there were times I didn’t know if I could stand it anymore but then I’d read on in hopes for a happy ending.