Bailey Hartwell has many reasons to feel content—her successful business, a close circle of friends, and her steady boyfriend…even if their romance feels staid after ten years without a serious commitment. The only challenge in her life comes in the form of sexy businessman Vaughn Tremaine. She thinks the ex-New Yorker acts superior and that he considers her a small-town nobody. But when Bailey’s blindsided by a betrayal, she’s shocked to discover Vaughn is actually a decent guy.
Vaughn admires Bailey’s free spirit, independence, and loyalty. As his passion for her has grown, his antagonism toward her has only worsened. Every little thing Bailey does seduces him. But when Vaughn’s painful emotional past makes him walk away in fear he will hurt her, it opens an old wound in Bailey, and she uncharacteristically retreats.
Once Vaughn begins to realize he’s made the biggest mistake of his life, he has no choice but to fight like he’s never fought before to convince Bailey that the love they’ve found together only comes around once in a lifetime….
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The early morning was dull, the waves a little rougher, a little more hurried than usual as they rushed the shore, and gulls flew above in a sky that matched the water perfectly in its melancholic gray.
Behind the floor-to-ceiling glass of his penthouse suite Vaughn stared out from his boardwalk hotel at the scene and thought how it wasn't whole without his other senses in play. The boardwalk below, the beach, the ocean, it all seemed but a moving picture. The reality of it was in the caws of the gulls he couldn't hear behind his expensive triple glazing. The reality of it was in the smells beyond the window-the salt air, the hot dogs, burgers, and the warm sweetness of cotton candy.
That's what made his boardwalk feel like home.
He'd come to Hartwell to escape the ugliness he'd left behind in Manhattan. Hartwell was peaceful. Although it had thousands of tourists pouring in every summer, and there was always some kind of festival or celebration going on, there was a tranquility here that crowds of people couldn't diminish.
Vaughn had needed that serenity. The plan was to soak up all that peace until the time came for him to go back to the center of his business operations in New York.
Somewhere along the way, Hartwell changed from a refuge to home.
Home is where the heart is.
His gaze wandered back outside to the stillness of the boardwalk, and to his utter frustration his heart jumped in his chest at a glimpse of bright auburn hair. He leaned forward to get a better look.
It was her.
She strode down the boardwalk from the direction of her own establishment, Hart's Inn, her long hair blowing in the wind. Vaughn pressed closer to the glass, trying to get a better look, but it was impossible from this height.
All he could make out were the jeans she wore tucked into brown ankle boots and the green sweater that was far too thin to be worn this early in the morning.
He frowned. The woman needed to buy a goddamn jacket.
She smiled and he caught sight of her neighbor Iris approaching her. For a moment he envied Iris that smile. It was hard to resist Bailey Hartwell's smile. It had an effect on people.
Especially since he couldn't recall a time when that smile had ever been directed at him.
Bailey followed Iris out of his line of sight.
He tried to follow them and smacked his head off the glass. "Fuck." Vaughn rubbed at his forehead and turned away from the window.
His eyes were drawn to the huge bed across the room where a slender redhead whose name he couldn't remember was lying sleeping.
One immediate problem was that he saw Bailey everywhere.
He even saw her in other women despite his best efforts to channel his attention elsewhere.
Ignoring the growing ache of longing in his chest, a half-dressed Vaughn took the white shirt that had been pressed and hung up for him off the hanger and shrugged it on. Then he chose a blue silk tie from his collection. His waistcoat and jacket followed suit. Dressed for the day, he strolled over to the bed and leaned down to nudge the redhead awake. She groaned and opened her eyes and instead of clear green eyes that made his blood burn, brown ones stared up at him.
"Time to leave." He walked away without looking back.
I was on a mission.
A mission to cross the distance that suddenly stretched between my boyfriend Tom and me. Ten years we'd been dating. It was safe to conclude that we'd hit a rough patch.
But when your guy pushed you off him in bed because he was too tired to have sex then there was a problem.
I aimed to fix that problem.
First I yelled at him a lot and called him an asshole, because, seriously, asshole move.
Then I calmed down and I started to think. To plan. To fix the situation.
With sexy lingerie and a raincoat.
First I needed the sexy lingerie. I had a few pieces of hot underwear in my closet but Tom had seen them. I wanted to dazzle him with something new.
Sherry's Trousseau just off Main Street was an expensive little boutique but none of the other stores or the mall near Dover sold anything as nice as Sherry's. The only issue with buying lingerie in a small town, however, was the fact that anyone in the store, including Sherry, knew I was planning on getting lucky sometime soon, and had no qualms bringing up the subject like they had a right to the details of my sex life.
"Tom will have a lot of fun taking those off." Sherry rang up the red silk bra, panties, matching garters, and sheer silk stockings. I had a pair of red stilettos I planned on wearing with them.
"Yeah," I said. "Here's hoping he'll explode all over me with excitement."
I grinned to myself as I left the store, savoring Sherry's blushing mortification.
Apparently it was okay for her to discuss my man touching my lingerie but not okay for me to discuss the consequences of such an act. Oh well. She should have been used to my inappropriate responses by now. It's how I survived small-town life. I said what I was thinking, no filter, and I beat nosy busybodies at their own game by divulging too much information.
It was fun.
I glanced back toward the shop to see if she was sharing her shock over what I'd said with Ellen Luther, the only other customer in the shop at that moment, and-
"Oof!" Pain shot up my jaw as I collided with something hard that knocked me off balance. The movement caused the paper bag with my lingerie in it to swing, and the thin handle snapped with the force, sending my new purchases scattering all over the pavement.
I stared down at it in surprise as my jaw throbbed. And then I caught sight of the shoes at the edge of the scene.
Polished to a shine.
Black leather Derby shoes.
I'd bet everything I had they were Prada.
And there was only one man in Hartwell who wore designer like it was made especially for him.
My heart sank as I lifted my gaze.
Sure enough, staring down at my new underwear like he was staring at a lamppost, or something equally mundane, was Vaughn Tremaine.
Now my whole body thrummed along with the throb in my jaw where I'd collided with one of his broad shoulders. As always he wore a tailored three-piece suit that fit him beautifully.
I watched in horror as he unbuttoned his jacket and lowered to his haunches to pick up my underwear. If it had been anyone else reaching for those items I wouldn't have cared less. But Vaughn Tremaine wasn't just anyone.
With my new bra dangling in his clutches he looked up and quirked an eyebrow my way.
Not for the first time I found myself squirming under his steel-gray gaze.
Silence stretched between us as we stared at one another and I fought the urge to abandon my stuff and run off in the opposite direction away from him. The problem was-well there were a number of problems with Vaughn Tremaine-the fact that a) he was much too attractive for his own good and b) unlike anyone else, he had the ability to make me feel insecure.
Right now, for instance, as much as I didn't want the thought in my head I couldn't help but note how unaffected he appeared at holding my sexy underwear in his hand.
I was as attractive as a limp noodle to him.
And it shouldn't bother me.
The man was a jerk.
"Looks like Tom is in for an interesting evening." Vaughn held the bra up toward me.
I snatched it from him, my cheeks blazing. Clearly karma was getting back at me for what I'd said to Sherry. As he reached for the panties and garter I snapped, "Leave it."
"But I'm already down here." He ignored my demand as he collected the broken bag and carefully placed the underwear back inside. As he stood up Vaughn handed me the bag.
In my angry embarrassment I leaned in to yank it from him, only to stumble as I did so. Vaughn moved to steady me, his strong fingers curling around my bicep. His touch panicked me and I jerked away, scowling at him.
Perhaps a year ago I wouldn't have scowled so hard at him.
I would have scowled for sure, but maybe not so emphatically.
Up until last summer our interactions had always been antagonistic because from the day we met Vaughn had made me feel I was the uneducated provincial to his superior cosmopolitan self. He did this by mocking me, mocking Tom, and I didn't like it. He was no better than me.
Admittedly, however, there was a certain amount of fun in teasing and mocking him back. That is until last summer, when during one of our many verbal battles he'd out and out said that he disliked me in front of Jess and everyone else whose opinion I valued. And okay, I might have deserved a harsh retaliation because I'd been particularly bitchy to him that day because of an argument I'd had with Tom . . . but . . . well . . .
The son of a bitch had hurt my feelings, and that was unforgiveable.
"As ever the gentleman, Tremaine."
"Helping you retrieve your belongings was gentlemanly, I thought."
"No-the gentlemanly thing to do would have been to assess the situation, realize that touching a lady's unmentionables is ungentlemanly, ignore said unmentionables, and go merrily on your way while I tried to conspicuously recover the unmentionables."
The right corner of his mouth tilted up in amusement. "You've never crossed me as the shy and retiring type, Miss Hartwell. I wouldn't have thought my seeing your panties would get them in such a twist."
"Ha, clever." I ignored him calling me Miss Hartwell. Or I attempted to. I never wanted him to know how much it bugged me that he never called me by my name. In retaliation I never referred to him out loud as anything but Tremaine.
We really brought out the maturity in one another.
He grinned. "I do find I'm wittier around you."
"Yes, well, that happens when arming yourself in a battle of wits against a wittier opponent."
There were moments, like now, when I thought I glimpsed a flash of respect in Vaughn's eyes. But I knew that couldn't be true. I was just looking for something I wanted to see. "We're particularly feisty today."
"Don't royal 'we' me, Tremaine. I'm not impressed by your pomposity. In fact it pisses me off."
He stepped closer into me, and I had to steel myself against stepping back. Vaughn Tremaine did not need to know his nearness made my breath catch. His eyes drifted over my face. He always did this, like he was savoring my every feature, and I knew his only purpose in doing so was to make me feel uncomfortable.
"You shouldn't tell me when something pisses you off," Vaughn said. "You know it only makes me want to do it more."
If he'd been anyone else, I would have laughed in grudging respect. Instead, like always with him, I took it personally. Like I said, it didn't start out that way. Vaughn was smart. I think a large part of me actually enjoyed our battle of wits. But after he said he didn't like me, everything he said to me became an insult. Worse, at around the same time he admitted his dislike for me, I actually began to see more in him than just an arrogant, selfish businessman who thought himself superior to me.
Deep down I knew Vaughn wasn't a bad guy. I discovered that when he helped out my friends Cooper and Jessica last year. When Jess was convinced that things between her and Cooper were falling apart, Vaughn gave her a place to stay in town so that Cooper had time to win her back.
And the truth was we all felt safer with Vaughn around: there was the matter of Ian Devlin and his sons.
Devlin owned a lot of property in Hartwell, including the Hartwell Grand Hotel in town, and the amusement park behind the boardwalk. But he didn't own anything on the commercial north end of the boardwalk. And just as he'd used less than honorable means to gain properties on the popular, touristy Main Street, he'd tried underhand ways to gain property on the expensive coastline. He was desperate to add boardwalk property to his portfolio. In fact, I guessed he was desperate to one day own the entire length of the north boardwalk. He had it in his head to turn it into a five-star resort, which would decimate what made Hart's Boardwalk so charming.
When the old boardwalk hotel went up for sale, we, the close-knit community on the boardwalk, thought we were done for. Ian Devlin was the only man we knew who could afford to buy it.
But then came Vaughn. A hotelier with more money than God and a better pedigree than most Manhattanites. For whatever reason, he bought the old boardwalk hotel, knocked it down, and put up his own establishment.
The good thing though-despite the modern appeal of his hotel-was that Vaughn liked the boardwalk as it was. And even I had to admit that he seemed to genuinely like and respect Cooper. So when Devlin threatened Cooper's boardwalk bar by bribing someone on the city board to deny Cooper his liquor license renewal, Vaughn stepped up alongside us to put a stop to it.
And despite the fact that was the moment he told me he didn't like me, I saw what I hadn't wanted to see.
Vaughn Tremaine may have been a pompous, smug, wealthy, arrogant businessman who thought he was better than me, but he could also be kind of honorable when he wanted to be.
Moreover, he was our defense against Ian Devlin.
According to Cooper, Vaughn had said something that made Cooper feel confident that Vaughn would never let Devlin do anything to damage what we'd built on our boardwalk.
And Vaughn had the money and influence to back up that sentiment.
"What? Do I have something on my face?" Vaughn said.
I realized at that moment I'd just been staring into those startling gray eyes of his. No one had a right to eyes like those. He must have known what those eyes did to a woman.
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A great new book in the series. Vaughn and Bailey's story was worth the wait.
(4.5 stars) To say Bailey and Vaughn clash is an understatement. You can feel Bailey’s distain for him on every page. I really couldn’t picture how they’d get together but Ms. Young wrote it brilliant as always. I cannot wait for the next book in this series and to see what’s in store for the next Hartwell resident.
This book was one that when I picked it up, I had so much trouble putting it down. The characters were good, it is a total enemies to lovers story. But there was a bit at the end where Bailey was irritating me a little. In the end I was happy with the way the story worked out. I don't know that I liked it quite as much as the first book in the series, The One Real Thing, but I still enjoyed it. I hope for more of these characters, I'm especially eager for hopefully a book for Emery, the shy bookstore owner. I'd like to know just what is in her background that has made her the way she is, and who will be her HEA.
Loved it! This series is becoming one of my favorites of all time. Well-written and just love the characters. Cannot wait for the next one!
For the second story in the series , I thought it was well done. Bailey and Vaughn have been circling around each other for awhile and it was time for them to get together. It wasn't an easy thing either. I also liked getting to know Dahlia and Emery a little better. Jack Devlin is still a mystery. Can't wait for the next one.
This review was written by Marie for a guest review post on Ever After Book Reviews blog: Marie's Thoughts I’ve been a fan of Samantha Young for a while now. Every new book she puts out gets me extremely excited, and when Every Little Thing was being released, I was thrilled. This new series had me hooked with book one, and left me dying to read Bailey and Vaughn’s story. The story started out just as I expected. Bailey was the sassy, strong-willed character I’d come to love, and Vaughn was sexy. Their banter and chemistry was perfection. But then things got… interesting. After an extremely passionate night, things went south for these two, and they became… different people than I had anticipated. Now, I know that when things happen in life, it can change a person, but both characters kind of did a 180, and it caught me off-guard to the point that it took away from the story. Don’t get me wrong, I still enjoyed reading this book, and Ms. Young didn’t let me down. She took Bailey and Vaughn full circle, but the journey to get there left me a little distraught. I was disappointed in the fact that Bailey let a man completely destroy her, but I was happy to see her return to true form by the end of the book. The author is a tremendous talent. She knows how to write a great romance novel. And even when she disappoints with a character that acts out of the norm, she keeps you invested in them, anxiously awaiting their redemption and their happily ever after. She writes with incredible passion and makes every intimate moment count. And while this wasn’t my favorite book she’s ever written, it’s an extremely solid story that adds a new layer of depth to her already impressive repertoire. ***I read and reviewed a paperback copy of the book offered to the blog by the publisher in exchange for an honest review. All conclusions reached are my own***
This is part of a series but can stand alone. The angst was much, the climax dragged, and the book wouldn't end. The last three chapters were boring. Sorry, but true.
I seriously cannot get enough of the town of Hartwell and this amazing cast of characters. I loved Bailey and Vaughn's story. I loved all their sexual tension and chemistry, their awesome banter, and all the emotion. It was all so fantastic, I couldn't get enough! Bailey and Vaughn, these two people were so awesome. There is just this off the charts animosity between the two and I loved their bickering and barbs. Sometimes that banter was mean spirited but other times it's just snarky and fun. I loved, loved, loved watching these two come together as their barriers break down and they start to open up. They were complicated and closed off and in denial and that denial just made it so fun to read. There is drama and angst, as well as some super fun entertaining moments. A lot of emotion, a whole bunch of heat, and a ton of love. It was all woven together so wonderfully. The writing was fantastic! I loved all the details and descriptions and the awesome build. I loved seeing the vulnerability and the struggle as Bailey and Vaughn let their defenses down. I loved Vaughn, it's those quieter ones that hold back that always get me. I thought they had great character development, I loved learning their histories which very much shaped who they were. But that connection they had and that back and forth animosity, with their enemies-to-lovers vibe, it was perfect! I am thrilled how it all played out. I am loving Hartwell and all of their friends. I love the updates on where everyone is at now. It's a web of awesomeness! Emery is fantastic and I can't wait for her story. She is such a mystery but seeing her open up a bit with her friends is amazing. I loved insight into Dahlia's life as well. There's a heck of a story there. I love the subtlety of how things were introduced with her, in this mysterious and intriguing way, hooking you, making you want more. I love how the bad guy portion continues and Bailey’s sister gets thrown into the mix and she provided her own level of tension and stress. All of it was just so great! It was an awesome read with fantastic characters. I just feel like it is such a full story, filled with so much depth and so many layers and it'd laid out so well. 5 amazing I-can't-get-enough-of-this-series stars! Complimentary copy received for honest review.
I absolutely love Samantha Young books. They get better and better with each one. Vaughn and Bailey have fought this attraction for years. Both have problems with trust which prevents them from admitting what they feel for each other. the Devlins are everyone's nightmare. it's great to see the community stay together and protect each other. Bailey and Vaughn try so hard to ignore their feelings because neither is willing to trust the other. What will it take actually give in to that trust and open themselves up. I love how the author includes the characters from other books and shows the connection they all have with one another they may not be blood but they are family just the same. as with all of Samantha Young books you'll be hooked from the first word until the last you will not be able to put it down. the characters make you cheer for them and only want what's best for them. although the Devlins are the villains in these books you have to wonder what is up with Jack sometimes you think he's on his family side and sometimes you wonder what he's doing with them at all Cannot wait to see what is in store for all the other characters and to see the devlins finally get tossed out of Hartswell.
✦Review: Every Little Thing (Hart's Boardwalk) by Samantha Young Publication Date: March 7, 2017 Genre: Contemporary Romance Reviewed by: Reading in Pajamas/ Cori Rated: 4.5 Stars I loved this book! EVERY LITTLE THING is the second book in Samantha Young's The Hart's Boardwalk Series. I'd recommend reading THE ONE REAL THING before picking up this one because the characters meet in the first book. Each book in this series is a standalone about a different couple in the seaside town Samantha Young created. When I picked up EVERY LITTLE THING I felt like I was back in the town, revisiting the characters and catching up on their lives. Bailey and Vaughn are the main couple in this book and they start off as enemies and turn into lovers. Their chemistry was off the charts and I really enjoyed their interactions. The romance heated up and turned into something really beautiful. This series is one I'd recommend to all romance lovers. Samantha Young always delivers a great love story. *Review copy provided by Penguin in exchange for an honest review.
Loved this book
4,5 stars! There is something in this series, that it’s easy to fall in love with the atmosphere and heroes of this town. I definitely fell in love and I wouldn’t mind to spend summer in such a place. Or just more time while reading the series. About the plot: Vaughn Tremaine (36.) came to Hartwell to escape his life in Manhattan. He was only there to build a successful hotel, but somewhere along the way the ocean side town became his home. Great influence also had a certain sassy redhead that he liked, but wasn’t going to have. Bailey Hartwell (34.) loves her small inn, community and friends in her town. She is also very protective of it all. So when a wealthy businessman came to the Hartwell, she was less than welcoming. However, it seems that he settled here, and has no intention to stop annoying her. My thoughts: It’s not flowers and hearts kind of story where the characters fall in love, and together face the problems of life. They don’t have easy path and first must fight with each other and their own desires to have some happy after. Because that, my friends is the enemies to lovers story. The plot a little slowly getting started, but I already liked the characters from the first book, yes even arrogant Vaughn, and maybe just couldn’t wait until it explodes between this two. And it exploded great. I really wanted to know what the secret lies behind a cold and distant Vaughn. And Bailey, Bailey is a heroine, who is hard not to like. She is outspoken and has no filter. Their bickering were entertaining, but also sometimes give cold shivers. As for the chills, I have to admit that I had them all the time during their interactions. Those pleasant and not so much. Just their chemistry worked for me. Not only in the sheets, there are really hot scenes, but also outside of it. You may think that there is lot of angst and frustrating behaviors, but for me it was a fantastic road to love, which had to happen. What you just have to admit, is the author in excellent way presents secondary characters and creates around them secrets that you want to explore. Therefore, I have no doubt that I just have to read the next part of this series and just can not wait about who it will be. Although really, any of them promises in a fantastic way. In summary I recommend this book and the series, to anyone who is looking for opposites attract – but don’t want to admit it, kind of stories. Be ready for battle of wits, rejection and indecision, and then you’ll be rewarded with sweet and burning hot moments. And of course, an amazing group of friends, which is simply worth exploring.
3.5 stars-- EVERY LITTLE THING is the second installment in Samantha Young’s contemporary, adult HART’S BOARDWALK romance series focusing on the people and places of Hartwell, Delaware. This is thirty somethings hotelier Vaughn Tremaine, and inn owner Bailey Hartwell’s story line. EVERY LITTLE THING can be read as a stand alone without any difficulty although I recommend reading the series in order as Vaughn and Bailey’s story begins in book one THE ONE REAL THING. Told from first person point of view (Bailey) and third person perspective (Vaughn) EVERY LITTLE THING looks at the frustrating love-hate relationship between competing hotel owners Bailey Hartwell, and Vaughn Tremaine in Hartwell Delaware. Bailey Hartwell is the proprietor and co-owner of the family heritage hotel; a descendent of the original town founders, but on going battles with a local developer –the Devlin family-find our heroine facing a break in and assault. Enter Vaughn Tremaine, the man Bailey has lusted after for several years. What ensues is the acrimonious relationship between Vaughn and Bailey, the dissolutionment of a ten year relationship, and the ongoing heartbreak with every personal encounter. Both Vaughn and Bailey battle demons from the past: rejection, jealousy, betrayal and heartbreak have hardened each of our leading characters but none more so than Vaughn Tremaine-a billionaire hotelier who refuses to accept that marriage and love are part of his future. The relationship between Vaughn and Bailey is tempestuous at best. The back and forth, love-hate, antagonizing exchanges are frustrating but the sexual energy is palpable and not easy to ignore. The other characters struggle with the hostile communication and interactions between Vaughn and Bailey-an emotional exchange between two people afraid to admit their attraction and desire for one another….in this my enjoyment of the story line faltered with their belligerent and combative attitudes and immature emotional mindsets. The $ex scenes are intimate and seductive. There is a large secondary and supporting cast of characters including the introduction of Bailey’s prodigal sister Vanessa-a spoiled, selfish, young woman apparently intent on destroying Bailey’s life. Cooper Lawson and Jessica Huntington (The One Real Thing #1), as well as Cooper’s sister Cat and her son Joey, Iris and Ira who own the local Italian eatery, Emery Saunders book store owner, Cooper’s ex-wife Dana, and the embattled Devlin family return for the ongoing saga of the Hart’s Boardwalk business association vs Ian, Stu and Jack Devlin. Dahlia McQuire, the shy and withdrawn local gift shop owner struggles with her attraction to Jack Devlin, a man who may or may not side with the Devlin clan. EVERY LITTLE THING is a story of angst, heartbreak, mistakes and family. The premise is intense ; the characters are frustrating and challenging; the romance struggles with preconceived notions, and the back and forth immaturity of two people battling their own emotional demons.
A bit disappointed with this book compared to her other books.
Beautiful, just beautiful. I received this book from Netgalley and had the honor of reading this book before it was published. The first thing that I want you as a person reading this review to know is that I love Samantha Young. Her writing is beautiful, her characters are unique, you can relate to at least one character in each of her books. Every single book I have read by Samantha Young has been breathtakingly beautiful. This book is no different. Every Little Thing is the story of Bailey & Vaughn. The characters are wonderful, the writing is spectacular, and the plot line was very interesting with a slight twist that I didn't see coming (in a very good way). Seriously, just read the book.
Every Little Thing, Samantha Young Review from Jeannie Zelos book reviews Genre: romance, erotica Like thousands of readers I got sucked in to the magic of Samantha's romances by way of the wonderful Joss and Braden, in On Dublin street, and their book is still one of my all time favourites. I’ve read several from that series and enjoyed them and have been looking forward to this new series. Tjis one is tagged Erotica, but to me its more eotic romance, a great romance but withsome hot and steamy sex rather than just erotica, I enjoyed the first book, The One real Thing, but wasn’t blown away by it. First books do have a hard job though, and few achieve the great start that Dublin Street did. The couple that intrigued me the most in book one were Bailey and Vaughn - the ST between those two jumps of the page! They had sparks jumping between them at every meeting, and the caustic wit the two share had me smiling widely. Bailey is so bright and bubbly, always out to help others, see that everyone is happy, so running her Inn is perfect for her. Still, the awful Devlin family are trying to find a way to oust her, they want to own as much of the town as they can and have used some very dirty tricks in the past. I love the way Bailey not only stands up to them but uses her sharp wit against them. She’s been with boyfriend Tom now for ten years, hoping that they will marry and have a family soon. She’s in for a big shock though....and it changes things between her and Vaughn. They’ve always hate a hate hate relationship, but underneath that everyone feels that its defensive on both sides, and it really seems to have started with Vaughn rebuffing the open friendship Bailey offered him when he arrived, the same as she does to everyone. He wasn’t impressed at her initial opposition to his plans for his new hotel, and things went downhill from there. Its clear Vaughn is attracted to her, and just as clear he doesn’t want to be. He’s always been Mr No Commitment and it suits him, but he knows that Bailey spells danger to that, and seems to use his acerbic wit as a defence even as he cringes inside at what he’s saying. Bailey responds likewise, they both bring out the worst in each other, but that gives some terrific scenes for the reader. Its a real romance here, but a long time coming, with many forward and back journeys that had me inwardly screaming at them! Of course that's perfect for me as it brings bucket loads of angst and emotion. As with all Samantha’s romances its not just a two person story, but brings in many others, some from book one, some who look set to become future books. Story seeds, those hints of what/who might be next. Its always fun to try to spot them, and I think I’ve got a couple here, there are some individuals who really intrigue me. Quiet, shy Emory, what’s her story? Why is she so reserved, so closed off? Dahlia, she seems to have lots of things to reveal, and we’ve only seen her as a very secondary character. Jack Devlin, met him in book one, and he’s here too, and still as much a puzzle as ever. I can’t believe he’s really such a bad guy, and yet the things he’s done, and does here too seem to point in that direction, then he does a couple that point the other way. Even Vaughn’s dad has potential, not as a main character IMO, but maybe a secondary romance thread in a book? He’s certainly got the heart and character for it. Its a great read, I loved it, was entranced by Bailey and Vaughn, loved th