Claire Collins has always been good
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All it took was one glance at the flyer over the bar, and Claire knew. No matter how much time had passed, she still had a weakness. It was one of those spine-tingling, knee-weakening, heart-sputtering sorts of problems. A problem with men and their hands.
The flyer was mostly dark, the band barely an outline except for the lead singer standing front and center, holding a guitar. She couldn't see his face, just strands of hair falling to an angled jaw darkened with scruff. But the spotlight hit right on those large, strong hands, fading just above a tattoo of two thick bands wrapped around his muscled forearm.
"Who'd you say they are, again?" she asked, swallowing hard.
"I swear you live under a rock, Claire. It's Square One, and their debut album just came out. They're still kind of small but seriously amazing."
Mack dropped pint glasses into sudsy water as she talked, prepping for the evening rush. She and her boyfriend, Connor, owned Mackenzie's, the newest — and best — bar and restaurant in Gold Mountain, and they'd started booking shows to keep business strong during the slower months before the ski season kicked in.
Too bad Claire had moved to Gold Mountain in no small part to get away from late nights with the steady thump of bass notes reverberating in her heart. If she had any doubts, she just had to remember Ryan Thomas.
He must have been responsible for countless self-administered orgasms in college dorm rooms across the country, thanks to the way his black leather jacket hugged his shoulders. Not to mention his gravelly voice. His low- slung jeans. That hint of a very happy happy-trail when he raised his guitar.
But for Claire, it was no contest. It was his hands that did her in — spanning the frets as though it were nothing. Igniting her in ways that, at twenty, she'd never been lit.
Back then, Claire was still a self-professed Good Girl. She'd let her roommate drag her out just that once, but she set the alarm on her phone for ten to make sure she got home early. She had a midterm the next day.
And she probably would have gone home, gotten a good night's sleep, and aced the exam as usual, if not for Ryan and his midterm-blowing kisses. Ryan and his goddamn sexy hands.
It had to have been fate that made him elbow his way to the corner of the bar right where Claire was standing between sets. It was definitely fate that made the bartender collide with a waitress and drop a tray of sloshy pints right then so that the lead singer of Little White Lie, the rising band in Seattle, had to wait for his drink.
Had to drum those delicious fingers on the bar and turn to the nervous, wide-eyed, self-professed Good Girl next to him, run one of his large, sexy hands through his dark hair, and open that shockingly kissable mouth.
All these years later, Claire had no idea what he said. What she remembered were his hands when he opened his wallet and riffled through the bills. He didn't have to pay for his drinks, but he insisted on picking up hers.
Her heart pounded as though she'd been sprinting. She crossed fingers and toes that she wouldn't get carded, that her roommate's fake ID would work if she did, and that she wouldn't hate the gin and tonic he'd ordered her when what had been in her glass was plain old seltzer with lime.
Because of the midterm. Because she was good. Because she wasn't even supposed to be at that bar, a place so crowded and noisy she had to practically climb on top of him to shout her name in his ear.
She felt a jolt of warmth when his fingers grazed hers to pass her the drink, and then the unexpected pressure of his palm on her back, deftly sliding her over before some beefy guy could elbow her in the kidneys to get to his beer.
She'd never been so grateful for beefy guys. Or obnoxious crowds. Or the noise that let her pretend she hadn't heard her alarm go off at ten. Her roommate finally came looking for her, and Ryan, his thumb hooked loosely in the belt loop of her jeans like this was all perfectly normal, asked with a darkening of his stormy gray eyes if she had somewhere else to be.
And now here she was, eight years, four skipped midterms, two cross- country moves, one unplanned pregnancy, and a shattered heart later, and she still hadn't learned. She saw a picture of a man's hands playing a guitar, and all her good judgment up and vanished. It was just gone, her brain off on vacation somewhere tropical with pineapple slices and umbrellas in the drinks. That was the only explanation for why she hadn't said no to Mack on the spot.
"I can't get a babysitter on such short notice," she hedged, trying her hardest not to be tempted. The fact that the lead singer looked so goddamn sexy in that photograph was all the more reason to stay away. She shouldn't be hanging out at concerts anymore. That world was behind her. For good.
But Mack was insistent. "I'm sure we can find some teenager who's up for reading Brown Bear, Brown Bear two hundred times and then texting her friends for the rest of the night."
Claire laughed even as she shook her head. "You know I can't leave Maya with just anyone, and her regular sitter's away looking at colleges."
"She'll be in your totally safe, peanut-free house the whole time. You even have my permission to leave your phone on at the show."
"I know, but —"
"You need this," Mack said. "A night out so you're not always going from work to Mackenzie's and home again."
"I'd still be at Mackenzie's," Claire pointed out as she sipped her seltzer.
"Yeah, but when the bar is actually open. You're always here too early to meet anyone. I know," she said before Claire could remind her that the reason she swung by so early was right now getting ready to be picked up from after-school care. "But this would be different."
Different? More like a tiring late night when she still had to wake up early the next morning, ready to go. She had responsibilities her friends didn't. As a massage therapist, she ran her own business and had clients who relied on her. And then there was Maya, her five-year-old daughter, obsessed with dinosaur toys, finger paint, and smearing dinosaur toys with finger paint. Maya was the light of Claire's life, the reason she was always doing laundry, and the reason she hadn't been to a concert since she walked out on Ryan after that disastrous conversation, oh, about five years and nine months ago.
But who was counting.
"Do it for me?" Mack pleaded. "A night out with friends?"
Claire sighed into her seltzer and let her eyes stray back to the flyer. His hands were strong and sinewy, his fingers thick but clearly agile. Add in the cut of muscle leading up to that tattoo, and it was hard to hold on to her resolve.
"Admit it. You like what you see," Mack said.
She pushed the paper away. "It's a nice image," she said, working to keep her voice steady.
Nice was one word for it. Raw was another. And arresting. The guy cradled the guitar as though he knew every inch of its curves, could coax any sound from its strings.
Mack laughed. "If his voice is half as good as his body ..."
"You can't even see his body in this picture," Claire protested, even though she'd been thinking the same thing.
"I have a good imagination."
"And a boyfriend who loves you!" Connor had been working this whole time in the open kitchen. Now the steady sound of chopping paused as he playfully chucked a piece of broccoli over to the bar.
"You're supposed to be helping me," Mack called back. "I'm trying to get Claire to come out with us tomorrow night."
"By objectifying the entertainment?"
"Yeah!" She turned to Claire. "Is it working?"
She knew she should say no. She had Maya. She had her business. And she had a terrible track record when it came to men and guitars. She'd fallen so hard for Ryan it had taken ages for her to finally leave him. First in fits and starts, trying for a night, a week, wearing out her welcome on friends' lumpy couches until his sweet promises lured her back. And then for good, when she told him she was pregnant, and he —
Well. It didn't do her any good to revisit that.
"So, what's the verdict?" Mack asked. She went to top off Claire's seltzer, but Claire held her hand over the glass. She had to get going.
"Maybe," she said, sliding off the bar stool.
"You said yes wrong."
Claire laughed. Then her phone buzzed. She thought it was Maya's after- school program, even though she wasn't technically late. But it was from their friend Abbi.
You're coming tomorrow, right? she'd texted.
Claire flashed the phone at Mack. "Are you recruiting?"
Mack held up her hands. "I'm totally innocent."
But Claire hadn't even responded to Abbi before their other friend, Sam, texted with the same question.
"I've been prepping drinks this whole time," Mack said.
Claire whirled around in time to catch Connor sliding his phone into his pocket. "I thought Mack needed backup," he said.
Claire shook her head. "You guys are impossible." She bit her lip. "Are you sure they're good?"
"And the babysitter?"
"We'll find someone."
"Mack," she started.
"It's just a night out," Mack said. "Live a little. We haven't gotten everyone together in so long, and I want you to be there."
She told herself she'd finally relented because she was running late and Maya would be waiting if she didn't get on her way. And because her friends wanted her to, and she hated to let people down.
But those were just excuses. It was the darkness of that flyer and the gleam of light hitting the singer's guitar. It was the man's hands that made her give in.
It doesn't mean anything. I've left that world behind.
But something soft and winged fluttered inside her as she drove across town — a butterfly she thought she'd chased out of her, suddenly right back at home in her chest.
Ryan Thomas looked out the window and sucked in his breath at the fiery streaks of red climbing up the mountainside. He'd forgotten how beautiful Washington was. There was nothing like the Cascade Mountains in October, the trees so bright it looked like the whole place was lit up in flames.
He tapped the bassist, Zeek, who was leaning against the window next to him and snoring. "Where'd you say we're going again?"
Zeek muttered something about fucking assholes not letting him sleep and went back to sawing logs. Throughout the cross-country tour, they'd done everything to him while he was sleeping — shaving cream, inked fingers, Sharpie mustaches, the works. Once they duct taped him to the seat and woke him up with sirens. The Instagram feed for Square One went nuts.
But now that the tour was finally winding down, even Ryan was so tired he wished he could sleep like Zeek, conked out no matter where they were.
The problem was Seattle. The whole Pacific Northwest. As soon as he'd crossed into this freaking time zone, he'd been restless. Every venue, every chord, every spotlight made him think about Claire.
He was a different man than when he'd been here last. This time, he could perform each night and still remember the show the next morning. But he spent the whole week in the city wondering whether he was going to see her. Maybe he'd bump into her getting coffee. Maybe she'd come to one of his shows. She could have seen the flyers or heard him on the radio. Starting over had meant playing with a new band, creating a brand new image. But if she ever Googled him, she'd know.
But not one of the tall girls with wispy brown hair cheering in the front row was her. Something settled in his chest as they drove into the mountains, leaving the city behind. Relief. Or maybe it was more like regret.
For all he knew, she didn't even live in Seattle. It was just a guess. She'd run out on him so fast all those years ago, all he could assume was that she'd left their New York apartment and gone home. Back to her parents, the ones who'd never liked him anyway. Back to the life she should have been leading all along.
She'd left him a note folded on the coffee pot, the one place she knew he'd look once he finally peeled himself off the futon. All it said was good- bye.
She'd disconnected her cell phone, and her emails bounced back. He called around to her friends, but it wasn't like the other times, where he'd find her on someone's couch and convince her to come home, knowing he was an asshole for doing it but unable to make himself stop.
Finally, he sucked it up and tried her parents. They said they didn't know where she was, but he didn't believe them. They didn't sound frantic — the way they'd always been when it came to their little girl. If anything, they were probably popping champagne. She could go back to school, get her degree, become the lawyer they'd always wanted.
He used to Google her sometimes. Claire Collins. Claire Collins + Seattle. Claire Collins + University of Washington. But it was a common name, and nothing useful came up. He knew whatever she was doing, though, she was successful. Her clients would be lucky to have her. And she'd be foxy as hell in a suit.
He exhaled, then realized it was more like a sigh when Alex, the drummer and the one driving this shift, glanced at him through the rearview mirror. "It's Gold Mountain," he said.
Ryan leaned forward. He'd almost forgotten he'd asked. "Where?"
"Gold Mountain. Ski town, but I've heard it's awesome any time of year."
"Kind of off the beaten path," Ryan commented as he looked around at trees, trees, and more trees.
"Our last show. Man, it's going to be good to get off the road."
"They have a concert venue up here?" He didn't mind the view, but it wasn't exactly where he'd expected his booking agent to stick them.
"A bar, I think," Alex said. "Somebody's name. Mackenzie's?"
Ryan sat back in his seat. He thought they'd graduated beyond these dinky little spots. Whatever — it might have been scheduled early on, before they knew the tour would do so well. And he was in no position to complain. He still couldn't believe a single person would pay to hear him sing, not after he'd flamed out so spectacularly with Little White Lie.
Square One wasn't his dream band, and this hadn't been his dream tour. But the fact that he still got to wake up every day, let alone make music, felt like a gift he couldn't turn down.
"We have any time to kill up there?" he asked Alex.
"Nah. We play tonight, drive right back to Seattle, then fly out first thing," Alex said.
"That's too bad."
"Too bad to be on a plane heading home? No more of this cramped little shitbox?"
Ryan laughed. "They're supposed to have good climbing routes out here."
He gazed out the window, feeling that familiar itch across his fingers. His one condition for going on tour was that they build a few off days into the schedule so he'd have time to go rock climbing if they were in a good area, or hit a gym whenever they could stop. The exertion helped keep him steady and focused when he felt himself starting to slip.
But countless hours on the road, plus climbing on stiff muscles, had just about wrecked him. He reached across his body and pressed the fingers of his left hand hard into the meat behind his right shoulder. Not like he'd be able to get out and enjoy this place, even if he had time. His arm hurt like hell.
"We'll be back in Chicago soon," Alex said, seeing Ryan massaging his shoulder. "You can get back to your crazy stunts then."
And get to work on his next album. His manager, Eddie, had finally been able to set up the meeting of a lifetime. According to him, Square One had done well enough — and Ryan had finally proven himself together enough — that his old bandmates had come calling. For the first time, Ryan had an actual chance to get Little White Lie back together — and get himself back on top.
He looked down and realized he was rubbing his forearm, touching the armbands he'd gotten inked as soon as he'd left rehab. Two lines, one for him and one for Claire. A ring for the one he never got her, and another for the one he'd never wear. Parallel, not intersecting, because that was how their lives were going to have to be.
The last night he ever saw her was a blur. It was the same day Little White Lie finally signed with a major label, and he'd gone out celebrating with the guys. He knew she was waiting for him — he remembered her saying she had something important to tell him. But no matter how much he racked his brain, he never recalled what it was.
All he knew was that after coming home way too late, for whatever fucking reason, he stupidly went out again. When he came to, he was lying on the futon in his clothes and shoes, puke spattered on the rug, and Claire was gone.
Excerpted from "Make Me Yours"
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What an amazing book. I loved Make me yours, I was hooked and couldn't put it down. Claire is the sensible good girl and Ryan is the bad boy rocker. The chemistry and sexual tension between Claire and Ryan is smoking hot. Ryan is part of a past that Claire is trying to forget. Ryan is a changed man and is ready to be everything that Claire needs. Ryan is shocked when he finds out he has fathered Claires daughter. Can Claire trust and love Ryan while he is learning to be a daddy to there daughter. Will be reading more by this author.
Rebecca Brooks has been on my reading wishlist for awhile now. Make Me Yours marks my first time reading her. This is the fourth book in the Men of Gold Mountain series and is easily a standalone read. Make Me Yours is a second chance love story mixed with a secret baby storyline. I’ve been on a secret baby kick with my last couple of reads so I was excited to read this book. Unfortunately, the story and I didn’t always see eye to eye. For starters, I would have preferred to have had a prologue detailing at least some of Claire and Ryan’s backstory. Instead, I had to figure things out as I read the story. This left me confused most of the time as to why Claire said and did certain things. Claire and Ryan’s relationship is extremely complicated. For almost half of the book, I didn’t like Claire. It took me having to be objective to see her side of things and potentially understand. In fact, I struggled with the book through about the first 100 pages or so. But it wasn’t until the climax, when I saw myself in Claire that I could say that I truly became invested in this story. I realized that I was looking at things all wrong. I started reading Make Me Yours thinking it was going to be a cookie cutter story. In fact, it’s anything but. Rebecca made this story real. There are always reasons why couples break up. Claire and Ryan didn’t break up for superficial reasons. At a young age, Claire made a good, hard, tough decision to do what was best for her, her unborn child, and ultimately Ryan. While I struggled with Make Me Yours, I loved that Rebecca didn’t make the reconnection between Ryan and Claire easy for them. She didn’t act like the painful past didn’t happen. She put them through real life trials and she made them work for the relationship that they both wanted and deserved. I was surprised to find myself crying at a certain part of this story. It really did make reading this story worthwhile. An added benefit is that the heroines from the previous books make appearances and prove to be true friends. **Received a copy from Entangled Publishing and reviewed the book voluntarily.**
It's not at all unusual for Rebecca Brooks to bring us a steamy read with the sassy characters from her Men of Gold Mountain series, but with this latest book in the series, she touches our hearts even more. Circumstances tore them apart but neither has ever forgotten or loved another the same way they did each other. He was at a destructive point in his life, she was willing to turn the other cheek for way too long ... but when a dawning brought a vision of the future to come into her mind, she finally found the courage to walk way. This story is about reconnecting with a lost love and being strong enough to prove you've changed and proud enough to stand tall about your accomplishments. I've loved the entire series, but this one just had all the feels! Claire Collins has always been on the straight and narrow ... except for that short-lived time in her life where she fell in love with a musician and threw caution to the wind. Her life never quite recovered, but she wound up with a beautiful daughter out of it all. She might not have been strong enough to demand what she needed, but she would have moved heaven and earth to give that child what she deserved out of life! Ryan Thomas lived his life hard, and it cost him everything he had ever dreamed of ... but he's worked hard to come back from the ruins he left his life in. Claire walking away was the low-point in his life, and he's never once stopped wishing she'd walk in again ... so when their eyes meet at the start of the last show on his come-back tour, he thinks all of his dreams have come true! Claire on the other hand isn't willing to trust that he's changed ... he was always the smooth talker and promise maker ... so what makes this time different?
I think Claire and Ryan's story is my favorite in this series. Claire is such a strong single mom working hard to juggle all the things in her life. And I remember her supporting her friends in the other stories so well. It was good to know she now gets her own happily ever after. Ryan is a man who survived an addiction. I loved how we knew when his healing began and the reason for it. He really has a beautiful heart. The way Claire and Ryan still cared for one another so intensely after all these years was very heartwarming and sweet. The importance of his tattoos was touching. Their book was simply perfect and full of the heart feels. I received this book in exchange for an honest review from the publisher through Netgalley.
the men of gold mountain series ends with make me yours, when single mom claire collins reconnects with ryan thomas, her former love and the father of her daughter maya. when claire left ryan he was in the throes of an addiction to alcohol that took him years to get a handle on. he had no memory of their final days together, no idea that she was carrying his baby, and that she had his baby girl. back then leaving him was the right thing to do. but it doesn't mean that part of her regrets it. she knows she did the right thing for herself and for her daughter, maya. but seeing ryan again is screwing with her head. because it doesn't matter how much time has passed. he is still the one man that does it for her. and when instead of chasing the music, he decides to stay put in gold mountain, it messes with her head even more. because she shouldn't let this man near her daughter, and yet, he's her father. and he isn't just saying he's better, he's going out of his way to prove it. but he's got a lot of baggage to make up for. and claire has every reason to be doubtful. and when it seems like he breaks every single one of his promises to her, she cuts him out completely. again. but maybe this time it's not entirely fair? and maybe this time ryan will fight for her and for maya? and maybe this time they'll end up with the happiness and the family they deserve? because i have to say that this is one of the best second-chance love stories i've read. the baggage these two characters have is deep and meaningful. claire has every reason to not trust ryan and he is honest about his failures. but he also works so hard to make things right. and not in an over the top grand gesture sort of way that rings false, he does it piece by piece, little by little and proves himself to be a better man than he was five years ago. what a wonderful way to close out this series. i just loved it. **make me yours will publish on october 9, 2017. i received an advance reader copy courtesy of netgalley/entangled publishing (brazen) in exchange for my honest review.
Full review appeared on Reader's Edyn on 10/07/17 at http://bit.ly/2xTsV1u Claire Collins has finally made a life for herself. She had left college and moved to New York with her aspiring rock-star boyfriend, Ryan. But chasing the dream, finding some success, and wild partying took its toll. Claire was left alone a lot and Ryan became an alcoholic. When he was around, she was cleaning up his messes and finally she left – for good. Now that she’s got a business, and a home in a town she loves, she is finally content. But she still misses Ryan and lives with a constant reminder of him in their daughter. When he shows up for a concert in her town unexpectedly, she is blind-sided. And when he wants to meet his daughter, she wrestles with how to handle the situation. But Claire has another problem – Ryan has cleaned up and their electric attraction has only gotten stronger. But leopards can’t change their spots, can they? While the idea of a life with Ryan is everything she’s ever dreamed, she isn’t sure he can be trusted – with her heart or their daughter’s heart. Ryan Thomas screwed up his entire life. On the road to fame, he lost it all – including Claire. When he sees her in a crowd, he knows he has to make contact. He needs her to know he’s changed. He had no idea about their daughter and is completely floored at the idea of being a father, but he is determined to prove to Claire that he is worth the risk. But Ryan isn’t sure he’s ready to leave the rock-star life behind and a near-fatal mistake could cost him everything – again. He has to express his emotions to Claire, but he’s always failed at that so he turns to the only way he knows how to say the words he feels. I absolutely loved this book! It was both realistic and raw. Ok – maybe the whole dating a rock star thing is not quite what people deal with on a daily basis – but the characters were deep and engaging. Claire is everything I would imagine a single-mom to be – struggling to maintain some semblance of balance in her everyday routine, pay the bills, keep up her business certifications, be a good mom to her daughter, be a good friend … you know. Life. I’ve dealt with some of that struggle and I felt like her reactions, while sometimes over the top, were relatively in line with a woman in her position. And Ryan? I absolutely loved him! He hits bottom and claws his way back up. He struggles to make amends with past wrongs, and is in uncharted territory with suddenly becoming a father. But I adored that, through it all, even after hurting one another and living apart for years, their love remained. I also really appreciated how, in the end, everything is stripped down to the basics and all that remains is love and how it is communicated. This is book 4 in a series and I am definitely interested in the first 3 books now. All couples from the first books were mentioned within this book, but this book reads wonderfully as a standalone. Ms. Brooks creates characters that you can’t help but love and want to see flourish. She magically crafts a world in which the good and bad balance out and love prevails. And don’t think for a second that this story isn’t super sexy – the sinfully delicious interludes between Claire and Ryan are beyond hot with an undeniable sexual chemistry. The added bonus of depth of character within such a short space of pages is a masterful talent, executed perfectly by Ms. Brooks. If you are looking for a quick read, with tortured lead characters who ...
This one is second chance love story. A truly emotional heartbreaking story. Claire and Rayn had a turbulent past but faith connect them yet again. After 6 years they have reconnected again both grown up and more mature. But what Rayn doesn't know that he has a daughter and although there are obligations that wait for him back home something is holding him back. So will he stay or go? Both Claire and Rayn are well developed and likable we see through the story how much they are changed through the years and what led them to what they are now. I liked the end and Eddie is the one who surprised me big time. I volunteered to review an ARC of this book for Netgelly
Claire has always been the "good girl", except when she wasn't. She dropped out of college, followed her rock star boyfriend across the country, and got pregnant. When she tells Ryan she's pregnant, he goes out and gets drunk or more drunk than he already was. Tired with Ryan's drinking and lack of devotion, Claire packs and leaves. Everything she's done since then, has been for Maya. Until Ryan walks back into her life.... Ryan, not knowing where Claire went, is broken. He can't understand why she left, only that he can't remember. Ryan drinks to forget his past, drinks to forget Claire, then just drinks. When he finally stops drinking, he's also lost his career. Seeing that he needs to change, he checks into rehab. Playing with a new band in hopes of jump starting his career, he wonders into Gold Mountain and Claire..... When the lights come up, he immediately sees Claire as she runs out of the bar. After he completes the set, he decides to stick around and search for Claire--now that he's found her. Imagine his surprise when he sees a photo of Maya. He had no idea Claire was pregnant with his child and that was the reason she left. He knows he's not "father" material, but wants to meet Maya before he returns to Chicago and his life as a rock star. But the longer he sticks around trying to show Claire he's a changed man, he's not so sure he can leave.... This is the fourth novel in the Gold Mountain series and may very well be my favorite. I don't generally read "rock star" romances because I don't like all the booze and drugs that always go along with the stories. BUT, alcoholism and it's devastating effects on others were dealt with grace. It was an emotional read, but not cry your heart out. I read a gifted copy and all opinions stated are my own.
Make Me Yours, is the fourth book from Rebecca Brooks's Men of Gold Mountain series. It is a nice story, with a few emotional elements and some very sexy times. The characters are interesting and likeable, but the plot lacks depth. This book can be read as a standalone. Complimentary copy provided by the publisher via NetGalley.
This is a rock romance which is all about second chances. Claire was with Ryan from the very beginning of his music career but as time went on Ryan’s notoriety gained and along with it some of the demons that come with this rise to rock stardom. It wasn’t long that Ryan had no other choice than to go to rehab. His drinking lost him his career which was on the rise and most importantly, Claire. Just before Claire left Ryan she had told him something very important but Ryan was in one of his drunken stupors again and doesn’t remember a thing with Claire said. Five years later and Ryan’s career is beginning to take off again and he takes a side track to a small town and sees someone in the audience that looks very familiar to him. Secrets, trust, and a few surprises is what comes to the forefront of Ryan and Claire’s reunion. You have to read to find out all the things that went in to making this a book which was hard to put down and gives you a very heartwarming HEA. I received this book as an ARC from NetGalley for a freely given and honest review.
Loved, loved, loved this book!! Why you wonder? Well, it's a fantastic second chance story which I am always a sucker for. It has a really cute kid in Maya. Most importantly the chemistry and love between Claire and Ryan jumps from the pages. They are flawed and imperfect yet perfect for each other. They met young and moved to NYC so Ryan would have a shot with his music. After a while the lifestyle became too much with Ryan spending more time with a bottle than with Claire. Now six years and a stint in rehab later they are reunited and Ryan is in for the shock of his life. these characters were just so wonderful I didn't want their story to end. Their story is sad, hopeful, and incredibly real. I love this authors writing style and the easy flow of the story. I can't believe this is the first book of hers I've read. I will definitely be going back and reading the first books in this series! I highly recommend this one.