Liz Kingston spends her life delivering babies and longs for one of her own. All she needs is someone with fabulous genetic material. Who better to ask than her sexy ex-fling, who has no interest in ever settling down or being a father.
International correspondent Grant Wilbanks loves danger and travelling the world. But nothing in all this Brit
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"I want you to be the father of my baby, but, of course, we wouldn't have sex," Liz Kingston said as she stood near the exam table in her ob-gyn office, crossing her arms and planting her feet to make her case. "You're the most decent guy I know."
Dr. Brett Stevens immediately got up and walked to the door, cracking it and taking a quick sweep up and down the hallway. Satisfied no one was eavesdropping, he shut it and returned to his exam stool.
Liz adjusted her lab coat a little nervously but made sure to use her most chipper tone of voice. "It wouldn't be stressful. We can do it the regular way, via test tube."
Brett rolled back his stool — and his eyes. "Liz, darling. I'm your best friend. You know I'd do anything for you. But a child ... I just think that would make our friendship awkward, especially since Kevin and I are thinking of adopting."
Liz nodded to show Brett she understood. She was genuinely happy that he'd found happiness with his longtime partner. She just didn't know anyone else she could ask for such a favor.
She made the teeny-tiny gesture with her hand. "I need a little bit of sperm is all. Hardly any." Brett had a pained expression on his face, a combination, she was sure, of discomfort and a genuine desire to help her.
He understood everything she'd been through the past couple of years. Her struggles to have a baby for over two years. Her divorce. The endometriosis thing. The fact that she was the only sibling in her family who didn't have kids or wasn't pregnant — and currently her two sisters were. She needed a fresh start, and she'd done her best to achieve that, with a new job, a new life back in her hometown. But the missing part was that she wanted a baby, desperately.
"You said yourself the endometriosis is bad and I'm running out of time," she said, trying not to tear up. "I'm just a little nervous using an anonymous sperm donor, someone I don't know at all."
"The sperm bank process is more controlled than you think. You can pick hair color and eye color and even height. I know the control-freak part of you hates not knowing everything, but you can actually select a lot of traits."
"I want more than that, things you can't list on paper. I want someone who's intelligent and kind, and who isn't a serial killer or a compulsive shopper — or, God forbid, who isn't a vegetarian. And someone who eats all-organic would be nice." She was half teasing about the last one but still ... you are what you eat, right?
Brett rolled his eyes. "You want non-GMO sperm? Isn't that asking a bit much?" He wheeled his chair closer and grabbed hold of her hand, which really did make her tear up. Outside the window, the rows of cherry trees along Main Street were in glorious bloom, the earth fully alive after the long winter. In her heart, however, she felt no such awakening. She took one look at the serious expression on her friend's face and braced for what was coming.
"You also want someone who loves big old houses and flower gardens, who would share a glass of wine on the wraparound porch, who would lie around and read thrillers on a rainy Saturday, and who loves one-eyed dogs no one else wants."
"I'm not adopting that dog," Liz said. He was referring to Gizmo, the shelter dog her sister kept wanting her to keep and who'd had no trouble falling in insta-love with her. If only she could find a man as faithful.
She thought she'd found a man like that once, thousands of miles away from their little hometown of Buckleberry Bend, North Carolina, during the year after her divorce she'd spent doing Doctors Without Borders, but he hadn't felt the same. Brett massaged the tension out of her right trapezius muscle. "Don't give up on your dream yet, kiddo. It's not too late."
"I'm thirty-two years old, divorced, and I have endometriosis. And I haven't had a date since my grandmother tried to fix me up with that guy whose first name was the same as my mom's maiden name. She kept trying to say we weren't related, but I knew better."
"Well, this is the South." Brett's mouth curved up in a half smile. "Can't blame a grandma for trying."
"The point is, we know what my prospects are for getting pregnant the natural way." She held her fingers up in a big, fat O. "I don't mind having some laboratory assistance to help me conceive. I just wish I could find someone normal to help me out with the, er, donation."
"Normal men are afraid of you."
She shot him a look.
"They are. You don't show soft edges around anybody."
"No one's going to take advantage of me again, Brett. Ever."
He threw his hands up in the air. "Okay, okay. After that scumbag of an ex- husband cheated on you, I believe that, sweetie, but it's okay to let people in once in a while. You can't find love if you're not open to it."
Ouch. That was a low blow, but she wouldn't let it take her down. "I'm never going to put my fate in the hands of another man as long as I live. I'm settled back in town, and I have a great job. And if I have to use a sperm bank, fine. I'll do it. Now's the time."
Brett snapped his tablet shut. "All right, then. It's your choice. I can help you to get in to see the fertility specialist in Charlotte for artificial insemination for your next cycle. You should probably go on Clomid for maximum success."
Liz smiled. "I'm going to do this. I'm going to take charge of my own future."
A nervous thrill ran through her, one that made her a little less apprehensive about picking a random sperm sample from a sperm bank.
She'd made her decision, then. She was going to control her destiny and do everything she could to fulfill her dream of becoming a mother. She wasn't going to wait for a man to come along.
Because time was running out.
Grant Wilbanks walked at a fast clip through JFK Airport, keeping an eye out for the nearest shop to grab a candy bar. He'd eaten his last real meal eighteen hours ago before he left Nairobi, a bowl of githeri, a traditional dish consisting of beans, corn, and other vegetables. It had been satisfying enough, but he'd only had junk food since: airport peanuts, trail mix, and bad coffee on the plane. He was craving a big, juicy cheeseburger with the works, but he barely had enough time to grab a Snickers and haul ass onto his final flight to Charlotte.
As an international TV journalist for a major network, he had a face that was instantly recognizable around the world, but he rarely took advantage of his celebrity. Except for now, when he was so hungry he thought he might just use a friendly smile and a nod of acknowledgement to cut a line and make his plane.
He'd just snagged a Snickers from the candy display and walked the short distance to the checkout line when a woman hauling a baby stroller with one hand and holding a little girl's hand in the other steered in front of him in line, effectively cutting off his straight path to the cashier.
He practically bumped into the stroller. In it was a bald baby sucking on the ear of a plastic bunny toy. Cute or not cute, he really didn't have an opinion. Babies were just ... babies. Fine for other people to cuddle.
"Oops, excuse me," he said.
The woman didn't hear him because the little girl at her side, who couldn't have been more than three or four, was tugging insistently on her arm saying, "Mommy. Mommy, I want this." She waved a little blue stuffed bear in front of her mother.
"Kimberly Marie, put that bear back right now. We are not getting that."
The cashier paused in ringing up the order, which Grant saw contained a large water bottle, a pack of gum, and a bag of peanut butter crackers.
"Mommy, I need it," the little girl said, on the verge of tears, waggling the bear by a leg. "I need it."
The mom bent down to talk to her child. "We have plenty of bears at home. We've got to get on our plane now, okay?"
"Delta Flight 1502 to Charlotte," a voice boomed from the speaker system. "Last call, now boarding at Gate 14."
Come on, lady. No more negotiating. He was so, so glad he led the life he did, traveling to report in dangerous, war-torn countries. The world was his playground. No one anchored him to one place. He was free to be himself, no ties, no strings, women whenever he wanted them without the messy complications of a relationship. And he loved it that way.
A typical day in the field involved wearing a flak jacket and helmet, and traveling with a convoy of soldiers heading from one war zone to another. The adventure and risk kept the adrenaline pumping and proved to him he wasn't meant for any other kind of life. Or maybe the constant adrenaline rush merely served to help him outrun his demons. Either way, his life was what it was, and he was content with it.
He just should not have risked taking that Kenyan family out of the work camp, even if it had been the only way to get their feverish, short-of-breath child to the hospital. How the hell did he know it would lead to an international incident that had damn near got him fired? He'd been penalized, pulled out, torn away from a humanitarian crisis and the reporting he could do to make the world aware.
His father, were he alive, would not be pleased. Arthur Wilbanks had been the best of the best, a world-class journalist himself who'd died in the line of duty. He'd be ashamed of the fact that Grant had interfered and was being sent home for punishment.
His father had played by the rules, but even that hadn't kept him safe. He'd been reporting on a story at the time of his death in a war-torn nation that surely would have garnered him a Pulitzer if he hadn't been killed by a random grenade. His mother, a photographer, had been with him. They'd died together, orphaning him instantly at the age of ten.
Grant understood the sacrifice it had taken to reach the upper echelons of his industry. It was a raw, gritty job that required the utmost dedication to his nomadic existence. And he understood the cardinal rule of journalists. Do not interfere. Well, he'd interfered, and now he was fucked.
"The bear's not for me," the little girl said, tugging on her mom's sweater in a last-ditch effort. "It's for the baby. He needs it, Mommy."
"Put it back," the mom said, giving the little girl a nudge in the direction of a large pyramidal display of bears in the center of an aisle, half blue, half pink.
The little girl stayed put and pulled out her lower lip. "You come with me."
"Honey, I can't. We're in line."
Grant glanced at his watch. Three minutes before they shut the cabin doors. He couldn't miss that plane. Not that he was in a hurry to get to the place where he was being exiled, Buckleberry Bend, North Carolina — a quiet, off-the-map town where no one would give a rat's ass who he was. Even his aunt, who was letting him hide out at her house, wouldn't be around — she was off gallivanting through Europe on a senior citizen tour.
And then he thought of her, and his heart lurched uncomfortably. Elizabeth Kingston. The sexy, gutsy doctor he'd met a year ago while she was on a polio project with Doctors Without Borders. She lived in that small town, too.
She'd interfered with everything. Insisted on doing everything in that little African village, going everywhere, leaving no person unfound, no child unvaccinated. She'd laughed at him when he'd told her the true job of a journalist was to observe, catalog events, report. He wasn't a damn missionary, for God's sakes.
What would she think of him now? He could hear her tinkling, sonorous laugh. See her gorgeous brown eyes dance with mischief, those gold hoop earrings she always wore catching the sunlight as she agreed with his punishment: banishment to East Podunk, North Carolina, to work on a crappy documentary over the summer until things settled down. She'd certainly have no pity for him after the unceremonious way he'd dumped her after their torrid affair.
But perhaps she could forgive him.
There was a time when he'd believed he could change and become the kind of man she wanted, the kind to settle down. She'd been the only woman who'd ever made him reconsider that policy. But in the end it came down to knowing himself, knowing he was meant to roam the world, doing the work his father began.
The little girl stomped her foot and let out a cry. Her mother looked desperate.
"Excuse me," Grant said, flashing a big smile. The mom looked up. He saw the moment recognition dawned. This was the typical pattern. Grant wasn't vain, but he'd be a fool not to know his looks turned heads. For now, he'd do almost anything not to miss his plane.
"Oh," the mother said. "why, you're ... you're Grant Wilbanks."
"Indeed, I am," he said, making sure his aristocratic British accent rolled off his tongue quite elegantly.
"I'm so sorry to disrupt your parenting," he said, "but I've a plane to catch that's going to leave the tarmac in a few minutes. Would you be so kind as to allow me to purchase the bear?"
"Oh no, I couldn't —"
"Please," he said, still sounding quite charming, if he did say so himself. "I insist." He turned to the little girl. "Tell you what. Run and get a pink one, too. Then you and your baby brother will both have one. If it's okay with Mummy."
The little girl looked at him with wide eyes. The mother stammered and put a hand around her daughter's shoulder. "Oh, fine. It's fine, sweetie. Thank you so much."
Grant paid for the candy bar and the bears and the woman's other things, too. He would've paid for a sirloin dinner with all the trimmings and a bottle of Dom Pérignon if that's what it took to get him the hell out of there. As he patted the little girl on the head, she smiled up at him sweetly and cuddled the bear to her neck. She was a cute little bugger, but like all children, the cuteness tended to fade into annoyance after a minute or two. He waggled his fingers at the baby, said good-bye to the frazzled mum, and sprinted for his plane, clutching his giant Snickers bar in his hand. And thanking God he'd never have any children of his own.
Liz shoved an organic frozen dinner into her microwave at the end of a long, ball-bust day. She'd delivered two babies, seen an afternoon's worth of patients, and attended a staff meeting at the hospital. It was great to be making a difference in her hometown and she was fortunate to be part of a busy practice. She loved being busy, but sometimes she felt as if her work were taking over her life.
Case in point: her refrigerator was not looking good. An apple, an old carton of half-and-half, and a bottle of wine she'd opened almost a month ago when Brett and Kevin brought takeout for dinner, stared back at her from the otherwise empty shelves. The microwave dinged, and she took her prepared meal into the living room, where she sat in an old beige recliner, the only thing she'd brought from her apartment with her ex because it had been hers before her marriage.
The chair was ratty but comfy. Actually, it was the only comfy thing in her place. It was also the only piece of furniture. But it was hers and that meant something. As she ate, she tried to picture what her place would look like with more things — a pretty couch, some bright pillows. The odds and ends and photos, maybe a plant or two, that make up a real life.
It wasn't so long ago she'd started a life like that, full of hopes and dreams. Until her husband, the man she'd dated since high school, cheated on her with Daphne Marie Henderson, who owned the pet grooming business in town. At the time, they hadn't even been married a year. She thought Parker was dropping off his mother's dog for a shampoo and cut, but he was clearly getting some other services performed as well.
She hadn't even suspected a thing until she'd come home early one day and found the bedroom door closed. In her mind, she could still hear the creaking of the bed. She'd made herself forget the other sounds she'd heard coming from behind that door.
That was enough for her to leave every single stick of furniture behind. All the wedding china and the pretty crystal wineglasses and the cute gadgets and appliances. As for those pretty throw pillows she'd picked out ... well, her ex could shove those somewhere dark and remote. She hadn't wanted one single thing he'd touched.
So her new life was a bit sparse. That was all right. It was simply the price for purging Parker — and all the attendant stuff — from her life for good.
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The feels you get when reading this story is amazing! I totally loved Liz. I felt every emotion and longing that she had. Her character was brought to life for me and I wanted to cry with her and hoped for her baby. This was such a good and emotional story. Grant had such a complete transformation. It was very sweet to watch him change and read his doubts and vulnerabilities. But the end with the light bulb moment was priceless and the words he said to Liz - heartwarming. Having her family near was perfect. So beautiful. I received this book in exchange for an honest review from the publisher through Netgalley.
Favorite Quotes: I’m thirty-two years old, divorced, and I have endometriosis. And I haven’t had a date since my grandmother tried to fix me up with that guy whose first name was the same as my mom’s maiden name. She kept trying to say we weren’t related, but I knew better. … her husband, the man she’d dated since high school, cheated on her with Daphne Marie Henderson, who owned the pet grooming business in town. At the time, they hadn’t even been married a year. She thought Parker was dropping off his mother’s dog for a shampoo and cut, but he was clearly getting some other services performed as well. He was as domesticated as a Bengali tiger. “You know you’re always beautiful to me,” Nick said, rubbing Maddie’s belly and giving her a kiss. “I just never thought I’d see the day when my wife would eat more than a pro football player.” … “I love you,” Maddie said, “but when you talk like that you do know you’re asking for death, right?” My Review: The Baby Project was a quick, entertaining, and satisfying read. Grant was charming with a posh British accent, although he was also a daredevil, adrenaline junkie, and a front-line journalist who lived out of a suitcase and was driven with the goal of obtaining a Pulitzer. Liz was a prickly, workaholic OB in a small town practice, living in an empty house with an empty refrigerator and a one-eyed dog, yet yearning for a baby. Doesn’t sound like much of a match but they had shared volcanically hot chemistry with “Armageddon kisses,” when they had met a year prior and enjoyed a torrid affair that was hot enough to scare Grant stupid, and he had been, really, really stupid. I enjoyed the humor, banter, steam, and gradual peeling of the onion to see how the relationship softened and revitalized the characters. I could happily read engaging Miranda Liasson stories like this every single day.
I really liked The Baby Project by new to me author Miranda Liasson. This is the third book from her Kingston Family series, and I am looking forward to reading more of her work. The two main characters are romantic, interesting, and replete with longing for each other. This book may be enjoyed as a standalone. Obstetrician Liz Kingston loves her job, her friends, and the small town she lives in. She is finally at a place in her life where she can begin her own family. However, due to health issues, her ability to conceive is next to impossible. So she asks her pseudo friend Grant to be her high quality donor. Grant Wilbanks is a famous international journalist. He thrives on the danger of his work, in addition to bringing awareness of the less fortunate to the world. About a year ago, Grant and Liz met in Africa. Liz was part of the Doctors Without Borders contingent and Grant was on assignment. They immediately hit it off and spent their available free moments together. Now Grant is in Liz's town putting together a documentary. They rekindle the sparks they once shared and evolve their relationship into much more. This is a truly entertaining and well-written read. Liz and Grant have an amazing connection and Ms. Liasson does an excellent job of creating sexual tension, need and desire. Grant is a hot alpha male and every move that he makes evokes lust, sensitivity and devotion. The conflict between Liz's need to have a father for her child and Grant's desire for adventure is well-conceived. Overall, this is an engaging read that will keep you wowed from start to finish. Complimentary copy provided by the publisher via NetGalley.
I enjoyed Liz and Grant's story--a sweet second chance romance with a baby surprise ;) Liz was a strong character, knowing what she wanted and doing what she could to get it for herself all by herself (well, as by herself as she could, anyway!) I would have liked her to have felt less conflicted about telling her family the truth, though--not that I blame her at all for hesitating, but I wanted her to own it sooner than she did in the end. Still, she's a great character, and it's easy to root for her from the very first page. Plus, she's got an awesome rescue dog--how can you not love her? Grant, Grant, Grant...I wasn't too sure about him at first, but he won me over :) The scenes with him and the males in Liz's family were absolutely priceless, and oh, that ending... A great addition to the series, this one would work fine as a standalone too (confession time--I've only read book #1 so far-- A Man of Honor is still waiting on my TBR!) Rating: 4 stars / B+ I voluntarily reviewed an Advance Reader Copy of this book.
The sweet, emotional story of Liz and Grant. A HEA is what Liz has always wanted. She put her past behind her, with her cheating ex, explored the world but came home to settle down. And what she wanted most was to be a mom. Too bad she hadn’t found anyone to be her partner. She was strong, independent and ready to do it on her own. Then, who shows up but the one she couldn’t quite forget. Grant, the international reporter she had a fling with in Africa and never quite let go. Small towns...the magic they have. With both of them living in such close accommodations, it was inevitable. What transpires is true love, not without some heartache thrown in, along with some quirky family, a stubborn dog and a special friendship, all playing a part. Love this sweet story and so excited to continue reading this author.
Delightful and Unforgettable! I am so hooked on Miranda Liasson's exceptional storytelling and The Baby Project is a perfect example of why. Liz and Grant's story is filled with ups and downs, laughter and tears, and will resonate with the reader long after the last page is read. As with her other books, Ms. Liasson has penned a book with captivating characters and an unforgettable romance. I heartily recommend you not miss out on this one; you can thank me later! I received a copy of this book from the author. All opinions expressed are my own.
Miranda Liasson does a wonderful job writing well developed stories with very likeable characters. This is a quick read about second chance love and provides plenty of laughable moments as Liz and Grant figure out they are meant for each other. This is the 3rd book in this series but the only one I've read so is easily read as a stand alone. I received a complimentary copy and am voluntarily leaving an honest review.
Liz and Grant meet in Nairobi, Africa. Liz is there nursing the hurt of a failed marriage, while working with Doctors Without Borders. While Grant is pursuing a Pulitzer. Liz and Grant fall into bed, but when the time comes to leave Africa Liz is left boarding the train alone and heartbroken. Liz returns home to join her friend Brett in an OB practice. Liz devotes everything she has to work, not allowing time for thoughts of Grant to come into play. With her sisters and sister-in-law pregnant, she also distances herself from her family. She's truly happy for her family, but she's always longed to be a mom. With no men in the picture, Liz decides to do IVF. She just needs a donor.... After getting into trouble with the African government, Grant is sent to "Podunkville" until things blow over. He chooses to go to the only place he felt loved, his Aunt's. It also happens to be where Liz lives. He's never gotten over Liz and hopes to apologize and make things right. He never imagined Liz would ask for a no-strings donation.... What starts out as a no-strings request, quickly has so many "strings" it's hard to untangle them all. You have Grant who has worthiness and abandonment issues. Liz is a lonely workaholic with trust issues. Although I really enjoyed this novel, I wanted to kick Grant in the rear in the beginning of the novel. He whined "forever" about how he wasn't good enough for Liz or to be anyone's daddy. The struggles with infertility, trust issues due a cheating ex, a failed marriage, and abandonment are all life issues one can easily relate to. Gizmo was awesome too! I read a gifted copy, but also purchased one. All opinions stated are my own.
Having read hundreds of books over the years this is the first book that I can remember reading twice in a matter of days because I wanted to savor this beautifully written story and experience the emotional connection between these two characters again and again. Liz is an ob/gyn who is surrounded by babies but fears she'll never have a child of her own because her picture perfect marriage ended in divorce and being a workaholic keeps her too busy to examine her lonely life. Grant is a British foreign correspondent who prefers his vagabond life traveling the globe to get the story because facts aren't messy and his emotions don't come in to play. When Liz and Grant slow down long enough to savor life, these two lonely characters realize that the journey is all about love and their feelings for each other have the power to change everything. I read a complimentary copy of this book through NetGalley and all opinions expressed in my voluntary review are completely my own.
Fantastic story is all I can say, an absolute must read. This book has so much more depth than I expected and it made it all the better. Elizabeth is an OB Doctor, returning to her small hometown in North Carolina to join a practice with her best friend in college Brett and another woman. After catching her fiancé with another woman right before their wedding, she walks out and joins Doctors Without Borders for a year to basically regroup and move on with her life. While in Africa she meets Grant, world famous photojournalist and they have a deep and passionate affair. Before her leaving DWB and heading back to the States, they plan a week long trip together and are meeting at the train station. But Grant never shows. Fast forward a year, Grant is headed home to small town North Carolina after causing a rather political firestorm while in Kenya and as punishment, they pull him back home and have him do a documentary on small town America and it's demise. They sure picked the wrong town. But Grant knows the Liz is there and he's never forgotten about her, nor she him. The oldest of three girls, her sisters are married and pregnant and Liz knows her clock is ticking, along with a medical issue that makes it even more difficult to get pregnant, so decides to go for IVF, although unhappy about not being able to be more selective about the gene pool. Grants Aunt lives next to Liz and it's a rough start as Liz really hasn't forgiven him for not only not showing but his simple failure to buck up. The two spend more time together when one day Liz blurts out that she wants him to donate. He ponders this, and all his lousy childhood memories come back to him and he wants to say no but he can't. We get to walk through the journey with them, along with watching their relationship perch precariously at times, Liz is very closed off from her family. She loves them dearly but all the talk of babies remind her that she lacks in that area. I loved Brett, her fellow OB and close friend, so supportive of her and is there for her. Grant spends a lot of time with one foot in and one foot out and the inner dialogue with these two was very interesting and insightful. I'll leave you with that. Does she get pregnant, does she tell her family the truth about what's going on? When Grant's time there grows short, does he stay or leave? Can someone possibly be that predictable you know what they are going to do, or rather not going to do? Miranda wrote a fantastic story here, about the desire to have a child, of relationships that weave and bob like drunks on a binge. On family standing behind each other, throwing their love and support fully and completely to Liz. The emotions are palpable and very close to the surface. Along with that you get a good hard look at a man who cannot outrun his past or his father's glorious reputation. Who decides that its harder to hit a moving target and moving targets don't have families, meet someone else's needs or loves. Grant was an interesting character. Read the book. You just need to read it. Miranda writes a great story and her characters are people with flaws and shortcomings like the rest of us. They're relatable and she manages to weave them into an intricate tale every single time. I highly recommend. Great story Miranda! **arc from NetGalley and Entangled in exchange for a fair review**
ARC for honest review with no compensation from Net Galley… 4.5 stars The Baby Project by Miranda Liasson is an awesome read with lots of depth, flaws, old hurts and feelings that grow even when you least expect them….. Liz Kingston is returning to her hometown after spending a year with Doctors Without Borders after finding her fiancé with another woman right before her wedding. She is an OB doctor and is joining a practice with her best friend from college, Brett and another woman. While in Africa she meets Grant Wilbanks and they spend time together and when they are heading back to the States, they plan to take another trip together to deepen their relationship except Grant doesn’t show….. A year later, Grant Wilbanks, a world famous photojournalist returns to North Carolina after a debacle in Kenya and has to lay low for a while and as punishment he has to do a documentary on small town America and how it’s slowing becoming less but this town is the direct opposite. He knows that Liz is in the town and hasn’t forgotten about her or what happened when he didn’t show up for their week-long trip… With Liz’s two sisters pregnant and her clock is ticking she also has a medical condition that will make it even harder to get pregnant herself so she decides to go IVF but is not happy with the gene pool and when Grant shows up again she realized that he might be the perfect person to give her what she wants….a baby. Now she has to convince him to help her but not do it the old fashion way… Will Liz open up with family about all that has happened that they are not aware, will Grant man up or do the deed and run or can Liz and Grant find their HEA???
Liz and Grant meet in Nairobi, Africa. Liz is there working with Doctors without Borders healing a broken heart after a failed marriage. Grant is there as a reporter. There is an instant connection between these two and when Liz boards a train going home thinking Grant is joining her she gets a text from him saying he's not joining her. What a jerk! Liz goes on with her life but is facing a life changing choice of possible having an IVF. Her sister and sister-in-law are both pregnant and she is feeling a little hollow. Grant and her cross paths again and she has a no string attached proposal for him. He has to decide what his future is going to hold. I really like the way the author writes. I felt the anquish that Liz went/going through and I also felt the turmoil that Grant was going through. I love these two characters together. If you love contemporary secondary chance at love stories. This one is for you. I actually would consider this one a third chance at love story.
LOVED this book! I was drawn into Liz and Grant's story from the very first page and was totally engaged until the very last page and turning pages just as quickly as possible. I loved the characters and felt invested in their story - I even loved Liz's family and dog. How could you not love a rescue dog named Gizmo? Too sweet for words. If you enjoy contemporary romance, you will love this book. This is a must read for fans of the genre. While this is the first book I've read by the author, it won't be the last. I've added her to my must read authors' list.
When you pick up a book by Ms Liasson you are guaranteed a book that will touch your heart and all your senses. This one was no different. The story centers around Grant Willbank and Liz Kingston. He is a world famous correspondence who met Liz , an OB/GYN in Kenya. She was working with Doctors Without Borders and he was working on a story. They had an affair which ended badly and now , after creating a political crisis in Kenya, Grant is sent back to the USA. Without giving away the plot and Liz’s desire to have a child, I will say that you will experience multiple emotions while reading this story . You will be heartbroken for the characters, not only for what they are going through , but in Grant’s case, what he endured as a child. Both are strong characters, with deep feelings but in Grant’s case, feelings he buries deeply. Will he once again choose his career and avoid commitment or will he choose Liz , love and small town living? A story worth your time. A thank you to the author for another wonderful book I was gifted this copy by Netgalley and the publisher. The opinions expressed are solely my own.
I loved Miranda Liasson's new book, it's full of love and heart that sticks with you even after you have finished. Miranda picks the most unique subjects to write about and gives it life within the pages of her books. Liz wants to have a baby before it's too late, but a failed marriage and a disease that could prevent her from getting pregnant the old fashion way is looming in the future. Grant has come to Buckleberry Bend to do a story on small town American dying out as he was sidelined for smuggling a family over the Kenyan border. He is a foreign correspondent who loves danger along with a British accent makes one hot guy. Liz and Grant had an affair when she was abroad with Doctors Without Borders, but Liz left empty handed and alone once more. Her faith in the opposite sex broken by another man so she wasn't looking for a relationship, just a sperm donor for her baby. However, sparks fly when they met again and things don't go as planned. I loved how Liz and Grant relationship heats up and decisions must be made that affects both of their lives. This is a must read love story with such a great storyline that you will fall in love with the characters. Your heart will be broken on some parts, but a HEA awaits you. I highly recommend this book and any others of Miranda's books. Series: The Kingston Family Series - can be read as a standalone. Characters: Strong, independent male and strong self-determined women who both have to heal from past wounds. Writing: Smooth and developed. Storyline: Wanting a family and a second chance on love. Heat: Burning 5 Koala Paws
Liz thought she had her future all planned out. Her perfect plans went up in smoke and now at 32 she longs for something more. A family. That too may be quickly slipping away. Enter Grant Wilbanks, world traveler. He's hot, he's caring but a wanderer at heart. Can a torrid affair give them both the family of their dreams? Ms. Liasson took a subject that is heartbreaking and turned it into an inspiring tale of love. A story of hope that touches the heart.