One man. One woman. Two dogs.
Meet MollyNew York's most famous advice columnist, she considers herself an expert at relationships as long as they're other people's. Still bruised from her last breakup, Molly is in no rush to find happily-ever-afterthe only love of her life is her dalmatian, Valentine.
Meet DanielA cynical divorce lawyer, he's hardwired to think relationships are a bad idea. If you don't get involved, no one can get hurt. Until he finds himself borrowing a dog to meet the gorgeous woman he sees running in Central Park every morning
Molly and Daniel both think they know everything about relationships. But as they tryand failto resist their undeniable chemistry, they'll soon discover they just might have a lot left to learn
About the Author
Sarah Morgan is a USA Today and Sunday Times bestselling author of contemporary romance and women's fiction. She has sold more than 16 million copies of her books and her trademark humour and warmth have gained her fans across the globe. Sarah lives with her family near London, England, where the rain frequently keeps her trapped in her office. Visit her at www.sarahmorgan.com
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New York, Actually
By Sarah Morgan
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Dear Aggie, I bought my girlfriend an expensive coffee machine for her birthday. First she cried, then she sold it on eBay. I don't understand women.
Dear Decaffeinated, the important question to ask yourself in any relationship is what does your partner want? What makes them happy? Without knowing all the details it's impossible to know exactly why your girlfriend cried and sold the coffee machine, but the first question that comes to mind is — does your girlfriend drink coffee?
Molly stopped typing and glanced at the bed. "Are you awake? You have to listen to this one. It's obvious he is a coffee drinker and the gift was really for him. Why do men do that? I'm so lucky to have you. Of course, if you ever sold my coffee machine on eBay, I'd have to kill you, but that won't be the advice I'm posting online."
The body on the bed didn't stir, but that wasn't surprising given the amount of exercise they'd both had the day before. The hours they'd spent in each other's company had left her sweaty and exhausted. Her body ached, a reminder that although her fitness levels had increased since she met him, his stamina still surpassed hers. His relentless energy was one of the many things she admired about him. Whenever she was tempted to skip an exercise session, all it took was one look from him to have her reaching for her running shoes. He was the reason she'd lost weight since arriving in New York City three years earlier. Some days she looked in the mirror and barely recognized herself.
She looked slimmer and more toned.
Best of all she looked happy.
If someone from her old life walked in now, they probably wouldn't recognize her.
Not that anyone from her old life was likely to show up on her doorstep.
Three years had passed. Three years, and she had finally rebuilt her shredded reputation. Professionally, she was back on track. Personally? She glanced at the bed again, feeling something soften inside her. She hadn't imagined ever getting close to anyone again, certainly not close enough to let them into her life or her home, and definitely not her heart.
And yet here she was, in love.
She allowed her gaze to linger on the perfect lines of his athletic body, before returning her attention to her email. She was lucky so many men struggled to understand women. If they didn't, she'd be out of a job.
Her blog, Ask a Girl, attracted a large volume of traffic and that, in turn, had attracted the attention of a publisher. Her first book, Mate for Life, Tools for Meeting Your Perfect Life Partner had hit the bestseller lists in both the US and the UK. That, in turn, had led to a second book deal, all under her pseudonym Aggie, which meant that she had both anonymity and financial security. She'd turned misfortune into a fortune. Well, maybe not a fortune exactly, but enough to enable her to live comfortably in New York City and not to have to limp back to London. She'd left one life and moved on to a new one, like a snake shedding its skin.
Finally, her past was exactly where it should be. Behind her. And she made a point of never looking in her rearview mirror.
Happy, she settled herself more comfortably in her favorite chair and shifted her focus to her laptop.
"Okay, Decaffeinated, let me show you where you've been going wrong."
She started typing again.
A woman wants a man who understands her, and a gift should demonstrate that understanding. It isn't about the value, it's about the sentiment. Choose something that shows you know her, and that you listen to her. Choose something —
"And here's the important part, Decaffeinated, so pay attention," she muttered under her breath.
— something that no other person would think to buy her, because no one knows her like you do. Do that, and I guarantee your girlfriend will remember that birthday forever. And she'll remember you.
Satisfied that if the man listened to her advice he might have a half-decent chance of pleasing the woman he loved, Molly reached for her glass of filtered water and checked the time on her laptop. Time for her morning run. And she didn't intend to go alone. No matter how busy her working day, this was time they always spent together.
Shutting down her computer, she stood up and stretched, feeling the whisper of silk brush against her skin. She'd been typing for an hour while barely moving and her neck ached. She still had a stack of individual consultations waiting for her attention, but she'd deal with those later.
She glanced through the window, watching as darkness slowly melted away to be replaced by a wash of sunshine. For a moment the view was filled with streaks of burnt gold and the dazzle of glass. It was a city of sharp edges and towering possibilities, its darker side masked by the shimmer of sunshine.
Every other city would be waking up at this time, but this was New York. You couldn't wake up, when you'd never been to sleep.
She dressed quickly, swapping pajamas for a soft T-shirt, Lycra leggings and her favorite dark purple running shoes. At the last moment she grabbed a sweatshirt because an early spring morning in New York City could still bite through a layer of clothing.
Scooping her hair into a careless ponytail, she reached for a water bottle.
There was still no movement from the bed. He lay in a tangle of bedding, eyes closed, not stirring.
"Hey, handsome." Amused, she nudged him. "Did I finally wear you out yesterday? That's a first." He was in his prime. Fit and shockingly attractive. When they ran together in the park, heads turned in envy and it made her glow with pride because they could look, but she was the one who got to go home with him.
In this world where it was almost impossible to find the right person, she'd found someone who was protective, loyal and affectionate, and he was all hers. She knew, deep in her heart, that she could depend on him. She knew, even without marriage vows, that he was going to love her in sickness and in health, for richer for poorer, for better or for worse.
She was lucky, lucky, lucky.
What they shared was free of all the stress and challenges that so often marred a relationship. What they shared was perfect.
She watched, her heart filled with love, as he finally yawned and stretched slowly.
Dark eyes locked on hers.
"You," she said, "are insanely handsome and everything I've ever wanted in a man. Have I told you that lately?"
He sprang from the bed, tail wagging, ready for action, and Molly dropped to her knees to hug him.
"Good morning, Valentine. How's the greatest dog in the whole wide world feeling today?"
The Dalmatian gave a single bark, licked her face and Molly grinned.
Another day was dawning in New York City, and she was ready to roll.
"Let me get this straight. You want to borrow a dog so that you can use it to meet a dog-loving girl? Have you no shame?"
"None." Ignoring his sister's disapproval, Daniel carefully removed a dog hair from his suit. "But I don't see how that fact is connected to my request."
He thought about the girl in the park, with her endless legs and that sleek dark ponytail swinging like a pendulum across her back as she ran. Since the first day he'd seen her, pounding her way along one of the many leafy trails that cobwebbed through Central Park, with her dog bounding ahead of her, he'd been smitten. It wasn't just her hair that caught his attention, or those incredible legs. It was the air of confidence. Daniel was drawn to confidence, and this woman looked as if she had life by the throat and was strangling the hell out of it.
He'd always enjoyed his early morning run. Lately it had taken on a new dimension. He'd started timing his run to coincide with hers even though it meant arriving in the office a little later. Despite those sacrifices on his part, so far she hadn't even noticed him. Did that surprise him? Yes. When it came to women, he'd never had to try too hard. Women tended to notice him. However, the girl in the park seemed unusually preoccupied by her running and her dog, a situation that had led him to the decision that it was time to raise his game and tap into his creative side.
But first he had to talk his way past one of his sisters and so far that wasn't looking good. He'd been hoping for Harriet, but instead he'd gotten Fliss, who was much tougher to get around.
Eyes narrowed, she planted herself in front of him and folded her arms. "Seriously? You're going to pretend you own a dog in order to hit on a woman? You don't think that's contrived? Dishonest?"
"It's not dishonest. I'm not claiming ownership. I'm simply walking a dog."
"An action that suggests a love of animals."
"I don't have a problem with animals. Can I remind you I was the one who rescued that animal from Harlem last month? In fact he would do fine. I'll borrow him." The door opened and Daniel flinched as an energetic Labrador sprinted into the room. He didn't have a problem with animals unless they were about to get up close and personal with his favorite suit. "He's not going to jump up, is he?"
"Because you're such a dog lover." Fliss caught the dog firmly by its collar. "This is Poppy. Harriet is fostering her. Note the 'her' in that sentence. She's a girl, Dan."
"That explains why she finds me irresistible." Hiding his laughter, he lowered his hand and played with the dog's ears. "Hello, beautiful. How would you like a romantic walk in the park? We can watch the sunrise." "She doesn't want a walk in the park, or anything else. You're not her type. She's had a rough time and she's nervous around people, especially men."
"I'm good with nervous women. But if I'm not her type, then tell her not to drop hairs on my suit. Especially blond ones. I'm due in court in a couple of hours. I have a closing." Daniel felt his phone buzz, pulled it out of his pocket and checked the message. "Duty calls. I need to go."
"I thought you were staying for breakfast. We haven't seen you in ages."
"I've been busy. Half of Manhattan has decided to divorce, or so it seems. So you'll have a dog here ready for me at 6:00 a.m. tomorrow?"
"Just because a woman goes running on her own, doesn't mean she's single. Maybe she's married."
"So?" Fliss scowled. "Even if she is single, that doesn't mean she wants a relationship. It bugs the crap out of me when men assume a single woman is only single because she's waiting for a man. Get over yourselves."
Daniel studied his sister. "Which side of bed did you climb out of this morning?"
"I can climb out of any side I like. I'm single."
"Lend me a dog, Fliss. And don't give me anything small. It needs to be a reasonable size."
"And there was me thinking that you're secure in your own masculinity. Such a big, macho guy. You're afraid to be seen with a small dog, is that it?"
"No." Busy typing a reply to the message, Daniel didn't look up. "The woman I'm interested in has a big dog so I need one that can keep up. I don't want to have to carry the animal while I run. Even you have to admit that would look ridiculous, not to mention being uncomfortable for the dog."
"Oh for — Stop looking at your phone! Here's a clue, Dan. If you're going to ask me a favor, at least pay me a small amount of attention while you do it. It would be a sign of love and affection."
"You're my sister. I handle all your legal affairs and I never bill you. That's my way of showing love and affection." He answered another email. "Stop overreacting. All I want is one cute dog. The sort that's going to stop a woman in her tracks and make her go gooey-eyed. I'll do the rest."
"You don't even like dogs."
Daniel frowned. Did he like dogs? It wasn't something he'd ever asked himself. A dog was a complication and he kept his life free of complication. "Just because I don't own a dog doesn't mean I don't like them. I don't have time in my life for a dog, that's all."
"That's an excuse. Plenty of working people own dogs. If they didn't, Harriet and I would be out of business. The Bark Rangers is turning over —"
"I know your turnover. I can recite every number in your company's balance sheet. That's my job."
"You're a divorce attorney."
"But I stay on top of my sisters' business. Do you know why? Because it's a token of my love and affection. Do you know how? Because I work a hundred hours a week. It's barely a life for a human. It's certainly not a life for a dog. And might I point out that your dramatically increased turnover came as a result of your new relationship with that up-and-coming concierge company, Urban Genie, a partnership I arranged through my friend Matt. You're welcome."
"Sometimes you are so smug I could punch you."
Daniel smiled, but still didn't look up. "So are you going to help or not? If not, I'll ask Harry. You know she'll say yes."
"I am Harry."
Finally Daniel looked up. He studied her closely, wondering if he'd made a mistake. Then he shook his head. "No, you're Fliss." It was a game the twins had played on him hundreds of time growing up.
His score was 100 percent. They'd never fooled him yet.
Her shoulders slumped. "How do you do it?"
"Tell the two of you apart? Apart from the fact that you're as abrasive as an armadillo, I'm your big brother. I've had plenty of practice. I've been doing it for twenty-eight years. The pair of you have never fooled me yet."
"One day we're going to."
"Not going to happen. If you really want to pretend to be Harriet you need to tone down the attitude. Try being a little softer. Even in your crib you were always the one yelling."
"Softer?" Her tone had a dangerous edge. "You're telling me to be soft? What sort of sexist comment is that, especially as we both know that 'soft' gets you nowhere?"
"It's not sexist, and I'm not telling you to be soft. I'm giving advice on how you might be able to convince some poor fool you're Harriet. And that's not me, by the way, so don't waste your time." He looked up as the door opened.
"Breakfast is ready. I made your favorite. Pancakes with a side of crispy bacon." Harriet walked into the room carrying a tray. She had the same hair as her sister — a smooth, buttermilk blond — but she wore hers pinned haphazardly at the back of her head, as if her objective was simply to move it out of the way so it didn't interfere with her day. Physically, they were identical. They had the same delicate features, the same blue eyes, the same heart-shaped face. Temperamentally, they couldn't have been more different. Harriet was thoughtful and calm. Fliss was impulsive and fierce. Harriet loved yoga and Pilates. Fliss favored kickboxing and karate.
Sensing an atmosphere, Harriet stopped and glanced between them, her expression changing. "Have you two had a fight already?"
How, Daniel wondered, could three siblings from the same family be so different? And how could twins, who on the surface were indistinguishable to most people, bear no resemblance on the inside?
"Us? Fight? Never." Fliss's voice was heavy with sarcasm. "You know how much I adore our big brother."
"I hate it when you fight." The anxious look in Harriet's eyes made him feel guilty and he exchanged glances with Fliss. It was a glance they'd shared a million times over the years. A tacit agreement to suspend hostilities until Harriet wasn't in the room.
They'd all developed their own way of coping with conflict. Harriet's was to hide from it. As a child, she'd hidden under the table to avoid the screaming fights that had been part of their early family life. On one occasion Daniel had tried dragging her out to remove her from the fallout. Her eyes had been squeezed shut and her hands over her ears, as if not being able to see it or hear it might mean it wasn't happening.
Remembering how impatient he'd felt at the time, Daniel felt a needle of guilt. They had all been so self-absorbed, his parents included, that none of them had understood what was going on with Harriet. It had become apparent in the most public way possible and even now, twenty years later, he couldn't think about that evening at the school without breaking into a sweat.
On the surface Harriet didn't appear to be particularly tough, but he and Fliss had learned that there were different kinds of tough. Despite appearances, Harriet was made of solid steel.
He watched as she set the tray down and carefully unloaded plates of food and napkins.
Napkins. Who bothered with napkins for a casual breakfast with family?
Harriet bothered. She was the architect of all domestic comfort in the apartment she shared with her twin.
There were times when he wondered if the three of them would still be a family if it weren't for Harriet.
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This is the story of Molly and Daniel. This is the love story of one man, one woman, and their two dogs. Molly is a famous New York advice columnist. She is an expert of other people's relationships, but not her own. She moved to New York from London after an especially bad breakup. She is in no hurry to find her happy ending. The love of her life is her dog, Valentine. She finds her dalmatian easier to love than most humans. Daniel is a well known but cynical divorce attorney. He is compelled to think relationships are a bad idea. He figures "if you don't get involved, you don't get hurt". When he sees the most beautiful woman in Central Park running he is is determined to meet her. He borrows a dog named "Ruffles" from his sisters so he will have an excuse to "run into her" at the park. (After deciding that name doesn't work, he changes it to Brutus.) Molly and Daniel both think they are skilled when it comes to affairs of the heart. They try to resist their inarguable attraction, but they soon find out they are going to fail at ignoring it. It doesn't help when Valentine and Brutus become "best of friends". Maybe they have a lot left to discover as their truths are revealed. If they can both let go of the past, they can find love in the "city that never sleeps". Loved this story. I love the humor, friendship, romance and addition of dogs in the story. Valentine has the cutest nose shaped like a heart. Brutus has a personality of his own. Glad to see characters from previous stories continued in this series.
Check out the full review at Kritters Ramblings This is book #4 in a series and this is one of those romance series that you can pick up at any point in the series, but this series is so good, that I would completely suggest to start at book 1 and read from there. This book out of all four is probably my least favorite and I think after reading it is because this is the first book that didn't center around the original group of friends that started the series. Instead this book is a semi offshoot of that group being that the main girl character was a connection between those girls and a company they now work with. If that was confusing, it was and I didn't love how far from the original group of girls it was.
Molly is a famous advice columnist and author. She writes under a pseudonym, so she can lead an anonymous life. Molly is a love expert and thinks she knows everything about relationships. She doesn't want one herself though. After a traumatic experience she is content spending time with her dog Valentine and doesn't want to be with anyone ever again. That is until she meets Daniel, a cynical divorce lawyer. Daniel is interested in Molly and they have plenty of chemistry. However, Molly doesn't want to date. Will Daniel be able to change her mind? Daniel knows what kind of damage a bad marriage can do to people, especially to children. He helps people to break up and thinks he knows exactly how relationships work. That's also why he doesn't want one. Until he meets Molly and her dog Valentine in the park and borrows a dog so he can talk to her. There's something between Molly and Daniel, but they both aren't ready to see it. Will they be able to give love a chance or are they too convinced relationships will never be in the cards for them? New York, Actually is a wonderful romantic story. Molly is a sweetheart. She genuinely wants to help people and she's giving good advice. She has caring friends and has finally got the support system she deserves, but after everything that happened to her in the past Molly finds it hard to trust. She's such a great person and I kept hoping she'd discover that there are kindhearted people in the world as well, with friendly personalities, genuinely interested in her happiness. Daniel is the perfect man for Molly. They challenge each other, there are plenty of sparks between them and they have a fantastic intellectual click. I loved his determination and his fabulous flair. I couldn't wait to find out if they'd give each other a chance and read the book in one sitting because of it. Sarah Morgan has a terrific warm writing style that always manages to cheer me up as soon as I start reading her stories. I love that feelgood factor. She combines it with beautiful relationships. Both friendship and love are important in her books, which is something else I really like. New York, Actually is a story about professionally successful people who have been through a lot emotionally. Sarah Morgan writes about their pain in an honest open way and balances this with a lot of light and joy. I enjoyed that very much. New York, Actually is another spellbinding From Manhattan With Love story that I highly recommend.
New York, Actually, the 4th book in the From Manhattan with Love series is another adorable read by Sarah Morgan. It can be read as a stand alone- previous stories/ characters are in the book but their back stories aren't needed to enjoy the current story. I voluntarily reviewed an Advance Reader Copy of this book.
Good story and recommended Too often I have purchased a book described as being funny only to discover, to me, it was not. This book provided several laugh out loud moments. The story is very well written especially when the lawyer, Daniel, talks as the writer used language one educated such as he might use in real life. Problem solving reasoning one who is educated might use. Still, Daniel came across as an 'average American, single male ' who was not looking for a relationship but could not believe a beautiful girl would decline his offer for coffee. After all, most of the single and some not women in NY wanted to date him and none would ever say no. None, that is except Molly. Molly came to the US from London with many secrets none of which she wanted anyone to discover, even her father. She wrote books and had a blog but never allowed her real name or picture to be used. In fact, she was a mystery to all because she never had book signings either. The other reviewers did a good job in describing the story. What I can add is only that the situations, even though fictional, might happen in real life.
Sarah Morgan continues to create funny, heartwarming love stories in her From Manhattan with Love series. This story not only runs an emotional gamut but also has pretty adorable dogs. Molly has lived a life of emotional, implosive drama throughout her life until she moved to New York and reinvented herself with the condition of never getting involved with a man again. Daniel grew up in a home watching his father verbally abuse and manipulate his mother and now he is a leading divorce attorney. He believes relationships and love are a bad idea until he sees Molly jogging in Central Park. Daniel pulls out all the stops to gain Molly's attention, but Molly is resisting and trying to keep her past secret. This is a great story that will keep you locked in until the very end.
This series just keeps rolling along and when you think it can't get better it does! Molly has moved to New York from London because her reputation is in taters. Daniel is a divorce lawyer and a love-em and leave-em kind of guy. Neither think they are relationship material. Surprise! Never say never because that is when it happens. Molly runs with her dalmatian, Valentine, and she is the love of her life. Daniel sees her and wants to meet her and so borrows a dog from his sister to get closer to Molly. Such good dialogue, chemistry, and even when they don't want it so much love and tenderness. This can be read as a standalone and I recommend this one! **Received this as an ARC for review**
I love books that take place in the hustle and bustle of New York City. So I was very excited to get the opportunity to read NEW YORK, ACTUALLY, by new-to-me author Sarah Morgan. This is the fourth book in the author’s MANHATTAN WITH LOVE series, and I have already put the first three books on my TBR list. Due to reality TV, Londoner and psychologist Molly Parker was a semi-celebrity. She was enjoying her life until her former costar fabricated an incident that went viral. Molly quickly lost face, and both her personal and professional reputations were ruined. She had no choice but to start a new life where no one knew about her past. It has been three years since Molly moved to NYC, and during that time she has become a bestselling author and a very popular advice blogger. In order to ensure her privacy, she writes and blogs under a pseudonym. Molly firmly believes she is not meant to fall in love, even though most of the advice she provides is about relationships. She is a dog lover, and her Dalmatian Valentine is her best friend. Daniel Knight is an outstanding divorce attorney whose name is synonymous with winning. He fights vigorously for his clients, and he only represents those who have been truly wronged. Daniel’s good-looks and arrogance are extremely attractive. Relationships are not his thing, so falling in love has never been a concern. His twin sisters manage a dog walking service and foster both cats and dogs. So when he needs a dog in order to introduce himself to a certain woman that runs through Central Park with her Dalmatian, his sisters come to the rescue. Molly and Daniel harbor many secrets which overtime they share with each other. Their mutual fear of love and commitment slowly dissipates as they earn each other’s trust. NEW YORK, ACTUALLY is a genuine, passionate, and emotional romantic read. It is complete with desire, well-defined characters, and an engaging plot line. Molly and Daniel are wonderfully perfect for each other, and I immediately connected to them as individuals and as a couple. They have a seductive chemistry, and their ability to learn how to trust each other was quite thought-provoking. The secondary characters, including the charming canines, added a lot of personality to the story. Overall, this is an extremely well-written novel that can be enjoyed as a standalone. LJT, Romance Junkies, 4.5 Hearts. I was given a copy of the book for an honest review.
"New York, Actually" is a charming tale of two people who believe they can't fall in love--until a couple of dogs bring them together. So if you love dogs, romance, and New York City, this book has pretty much everything you need. Molly is a relationship advice expert who's never not only never been in a real relationship, but her failures in that sphere have been broadcast on national tv back in her native England, and spent several weeks trending on Twitter. Heartbroken and humiliated, she was forced to flee her home country, change her name, and start all over again in NYC. Meanwhile, Daniel is a hotshot divorce attorney who's never been married, and never intends to be. When he borrows a dog in order to catch the eye of the hot woman he sees running with her Dalmatian every morning in Central Park, all he's looking for is a fun fling. Until events take a number of surprising twists and turns... One part romance, one part "chick lit," "New York, Actually" is a lighthearted romp through pretty much all the tropes of both genres, minus perhaps the clothes shopping. Clothes play an important role in the book, but it's mainly Daniel's suits that get center stage when that particular topic comes up. But other than that you have the two damaged hearts finally finding love after overcoming a number of obstacles, most of them self-constructed, you have the supportive and slightly zany friends and neighbors, the high-powered careers in a major metropolis, and the adorable dependents who bring the seemingly-incompatible-but-actually-made-for-each-other heroine and hero together, the steamy sex scenes...you get the picture. I can't say that "New York, Actually" breaks much new ground for the genres it represents, but it's an entertaining, readable, well-constructed book, full of good-looking humans and lovable dogs, and sometimes that's all you need. If you're looking for an upbeat love story set in the Big Apple, or a break from heavier reading, "New York, Actually" is a fine choice to read through in an afternoon or two. My thanks to NetGalley and the publisher for providing a review copy of this book. All opinions are my own.
If you have enjoyed Sarah Morgan's other Manhattan-based books, you'll enjoy this one too! I thought the start was a little slow for my taste, but stick with it as each chapter gets better and better. To think, a relationship expert who can't maintain a personal relationship meets a divorce attorney who doesn't believe in forever...what could ever go wrong? My favorite line "you're enough for me"--it just melted my heart!
A delightful story of second chances, goof ups and misunderstandings. Great dialogue, wonderful characters and an exceptional love for Manhattan combine to make this a great, fun read.
I love the humor that is woven into the story as Molly and Daniel discover things about themselves that they didn't think possible. Molly is a famous advice columnist who is incapable of maintaining a romantic relationship and Daniel is a tough, protective lawyer that has yet to acknowledge his caring side. Their relationship is interesting and entertaining as they discover that they are both keeping secrets and being a bit deceptive at times. I love that Valentine and Brutus play a major role in bringing the two of them together. The dogs' unique personalities are adorable and it was fun to see how their friendship grew throughout the book. Sarah Morgan is one of my favorite authors and I always look forward to her next release. I voluntarily reviewed a complimentary Advance Reader Copy.
Molly and Daniel are in some ways an unlikely pair. Even though he is a very cynical divorce lawyer and she is a behavioral psychologist, amazingly they work. When Daniel observes Molly running in the park every day with her dog he comes up with a great idea to meet her, borrow a dog. His plan does work but not immediately. I love the dynamic between the two of them and I really enjoyed re-visiting some of the earlier characters from the series. The addition of Valentine, the Dalmatian and Brutus, the German Shepherd adds some fun to the story. I particularly enjoyed the interaction between the animals and the humans. I think this story has been my favorite in the whole series. I highly recommend this book, and the entire series. I can't wait for the next book in the From Manhattan With Love series
I have loved this New York City series from the very beginning, and this story did not disappointment me. Once again, Ms Morgan, goes beyond the storyline and delves into the concept of how past experiences mold us to whom we are today. In this story the main characters are Molly and Daniel. Molly is an English gal has moved to NYC after a personal and professional downfall. She is a behavioral psychologist that has an online blog and is also an author. The public knows her as “Aggie” and she keeps her professional persona away from her personal one. Only a couple of friends and her publisher know who she is. Her love is dedicated to her dog , Valentine. She believes she will never be able to commit or love another man. Daniel is a divorce lawyer who has seen the effects both a bad marriage and/or a divorce can cause to everyone, especially the children. He only has superficial relationships and believes falling in love is not something he wants . These two meet in Central Park when Daniel borrows a dog from his sisters with the intension of “casually” meeting Molly. Once again, Ms Morgan reminds us that our childhood and our perception of ourselves and what others think of us, really influences and affects how we feel about life and ourselves. Sometimes those experiences are heartbreaking, and we feel that we are doomed because of them. But then we find someone that “gets us” and our eyes are opened to new possibilities. I loved Valentine, Molly’s sweet dog, Brutus/Ruffles ( the borrowed one) , Molly’s gay friends, as well as revisiting with Daniel’s sisters. I hope those two will have a story in the future. And of course, I loved the descriptions of NYC. Another winner from this talented author. I was gifted this book. The opinions expressed are solely my own.
I just adored New York, Actually. Told from dual points of view, New York, Actually follows the story of Molly and Daniel. Molly spends her days advising those who are in desperate need of advice when it comes to love. She loves helping others and working them through their problems. One would think since she doles out such good advice, that she must be successful in her romantic relationships as well. Unfortunately, that couldn't be further from the truth. Molly has had the worst luck when it comes to love and relationships. Now, the only man in her life is her amazing dog, Valentine....When you live and breath divorce cases and settlements like Daniel does, your outlook on love isn't very good. Sure, you want to go out and have a good time; so long as their are no strings attached. However, when Molly enters Daniel's life, everything Daniel thought will be turned upside down..... New York, Actually was a fantastic read. I thought it was smart and incredibly well written. I was pulled into Daniel and Molly's story right from the very beginning. I loved the interactions between the two of them and thought they had some really great chemistry. I loved that our characters weren't perfect. They were flawed and had insecurities of their own that they both had to overcome. There were a lot of obstacles that Daniel and Molly were faced with on their journey to happily ever after. But, I have to say, I really enjoyed watching them navigate their way through their relationship, through all the ups and downs. It was great watching these two fall. New York, Actually is a quick, and easy read. One that can easily be devoured in just one sitting. This book is filled with lots of romance, humor and of course some nice steamy moments. Overall, a really enjoyable read.
This is a delightful read. I will say that the dogs were the stars of this story for me! The characters of Molly and Daniel were well thought out. It was a fast read, which I think we all need at times in our own lives. In the time I was reading the book I was intrigued enough to forget my own issues! I had to laugh at the idea of a divorce lawyer and a agony aunt in a relationship with one another. The surrounding characters were also a plus! This is a great summer read, take to the pool or beach and escape into New York, Actually! “I received a free, advance copy of this book from the publisher via NetGalley in exchange for my unbiased review.”
Sarah Morgan takes us back to New York in her latest, New York, Actually. For those of us that fell in love with the From Manhattan with Love series last year this is a welcome arrival. Though I don’t remember meeting Daniel, brother to Fliss and Harry our favorite dog walkers, in the first books, I found his story to fit perfectly into the larger continuity. Getting to see more of Fliss and Harry was fun, too, not to mention a few Eva and Lucas glimpses along the way. At its heart, this story is about learning to let go and trust those around you. Molly and Daniel are the perfect pair to bring that message to light. Both have well-defined hurts that keep them from fully letting go. The addition of dogs only makes this novel THAT much more fun. If I weren’t already hooked on this series this installment would have sealed the deal. I voluntarily reviewed an ARC of this novel.