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Falling in love is easy\u2026<\/i>\u00a0<\/b><\/p>\n
New Hope, South Carolina is my home. It\u2019s where I grew up, got into trouble, and fell in love for the first time. Scarlett Kincaid was more than the girl next door, she was my best friend, until she decided that small town life wasn\u2019t for her. One minute she was here, and the next she was gone.<\/p>\n
The girl I used to fish with down at the creek is now the biggest name in country music. She headlines world tours, has won four Grammy\u2019s, and I haven\u2019t seen her since. Until today when she sped through town in her fancy car. One look at her big brown eyes was all it took to stir up a whole slew of emotions. Emotions I\u2019d long ago buried and sure as hell don\u2019t have time for.<\/p>\n
It\u2019s the aftermath that\u2019s hard\u2026<\/i>\u00a0<\/b><\/p>\n
There are two things in my life that matter. My music, and my dad. Twelve years ago, I packed a bag and chased my dream. Leaving New Hope and escaping the gossip mill was the easiest decision I ever made. I never planned to return, but my father needs me, and he always comes first. So, I did what I had to do. I cut my tour short and came home, despite having a sister who hates me, and a community that doesn\u2019t trust me. And then there\u2019s Tucker Andrews.<\/p>\n
When he propped an arm on the roof of my car, pulled down his sunglasses and flashed his police badge, I nearly swallowed my tongue. Gone is the lanky boy who used to throw rocks at me and pull my pigtails. Tucker is now a six-foot package of brawny, sexy man wrapped in more muscle than I have hit singles. Did I mention he\u2019s a cop and a single dad?<\/p>\n
My goal was to help Dad, and get back to my life. But what am I supposed to when the life that used to strangle me suddenly fits like a glove, and makes me dream of things I never thought I\u2019d have? What happens when the boy I walked away from years ago becomes one of the most important people in my life? I don\u2019t have room in my life for a man much less love.<\/p>\n
Right?<\/p>\n
Because it\u2019s impossible to hold onto someone who\u2019s already gone.<\/i><\/b><\/p>\n
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Add to Goodreads<\/strong><\/a><\/p>\n <\/p>\n 3.5 stars<\/b><\/p>\n This is a cute little read. A small-town childhood-friends-to-lovers romance between a hugely successful country star, and the boy from next door that she grew up with \u2013 now a single father. It\u2019s chock-full of fun romantic tropes, and I really enjoyed it.<\/p>\n Scarlett Kincaid is the biggest name in country music. Performing sold-out shows all over the world, she is living the life that she always dreamed of and loving every moment of it. But when news reaches her that her father is unwell, she drops everything to go to his side, returning home for the first time in 12 years to the town she was so desperate to get away from and never planned to return to, a sister who hates her and an old friend who wants nothing to do with her.<\/p>\n Tucker Andrews was Scarlett\u2019s best friend growing up, and he was left broken hearted and feeling very much alone when she left. Her return sparks a whirlwind of emotions in him, and as she moves in to her old family home \u2013 still next door \u2013 sparks fly as these old friends-now-enemies battle their oh-so obvious attraction and start to unpack all of the pain from the past.<\/p>\n \u201cYou haven\u2019t been home. <\/i>For twelve fucking years. You\u2019re so goddamn selfish. You just up and left your friends, your family. Everyone. And you never looked back. Not once.\u201d It\u2019s fun and flirty and full of snark and banter, but as Scarlett and Tucker start to get on the same page, their relationship shifts and changes, and all of that chemistry becomes a beautifully sweet and passionate romance. Easy, natural, and super steamy, they find their groove and fall into a relationship that neither of them were looking for, and with Tucker\u2019s adorable daughter Chloe completing the picture of the perfect family, everything looks rosy.<\/p>\n Suddenly Scarlett\u2019s priorities are shifting\u2026 but her celebrity lifestyle doesn\u2019t mesh with small-town living and family life. There\u2019s a lot of soul-searching required for the two of them to get their happy ending, and it comes with a share of heartache.<\/p>\n \u201cI love you so much I ache with it,\u201d he whispers as if each word is painful to admit. \u201cAnd I\u2019m afraid you\u2019ll destroy me before all is said and done.\u201d<\/i><\/p><\/blockquote>\n I really enjoyed this book. It\u2019s sweet, fun and flirty with a sexy and emotional romance, and I loved watching Scarlett and Tucker find their way forward together. There is some drama and angst, but it\u2019s minimal, and the story ends in a great place with a beautiful epilogue that finishes everything off beautifully.<\/p>\n I know without a doubt that she\u2019s it. There are a fun bunch of side characters introduced, and I wonder if we\u2019ll get to revisit the small town of New Hope and see them have their stories told? Tucker\u2019s brother, Dean, and cousin, Scooter, in particular look ripe for love and I\u2019d be really keen to read more about them.<\/p>\n Fun, sweet and easy, I really liked this one \u2013 3.5 stars.<\/p>\n An Advanced Review Copy was generously provided by the authors in exchange for an honest review.<\/i><\/p>\n <\/p>\n New Hope, South Carolina.<\/p>\n Population 6,129.<\/p>\n I know every soul represented in that number. Not a single one of them drives the shiny red Mercedes that just went speeding by.<\/p>\n Seventy-five in a forty-five.<\/p>\n I flick on my lights and press on the gas, sending my cruiser flying past the city limit sign and the godawful billboard that sits directly behind it; the one declaring New Hope home to country music superstar, Scarlett Kincaid.<\/p>\n It wouldn\u2019t be a big deal if this were actually her home. It\u2019s not. Scarlett may have been born here, but her fancy boots haven\u2019t landed on this soil in over a decade.<\/p>\n All it took was one call from a hotshot music executive to send her packing before the ink was dry on her high school diploma. Scarlett flew from this town fast enough to leave our heads spinning. Before any of us could process what had happened, little Scarlett Kincaid\u2014the same girl who used to build forts with me in my living room while my mama made us mac \u2018n\u2019 cheese\u2014had a hit single sitting at number one on the Billboard charts.<\/p>\n She went from homecoming queen and most likely to marry a rich spouse in our senior yearbook, to the queen of country music.<\/p>\n The country loves her. Hell, the whole world loves her.New Hope\u2026not so much. And it\u2019s high time that fucking sign comes down.<\/p>\n But first, I have to deal with this speed demon in the sexy red car.<\/p>\n I sound the sirens, and the car pulls to the side of the road and waits while I walk to the driver\u2019s side window. It\u2019s still up, the heavy tint preventing me from seeing inside. With a hand on my holster\u2014because you never know what you\u2019re going to walk up on\u2014I knock on the window.<\/p>\n The dark glass lowers.<\/p>\n My first thought: this woman is absolutely gorgeous<\/em>. Long, dark hair. Pouty lips. And a tiny pink dress. Her eyes are covered by oversized aviators, but I\u2019m sure they\u2019re as pretty as the rest of her.<\/p>\n My second thought: what crazy excuse is she going to come up with to try and get out of this ticket?<\/em> It never ceases to amaze me the things women are willing to do to keep from getting into trouble. I\u2019ve been offered everything from a blowjob to a pay-off to marriage.<\/p>\n \u201cDo you know why I pulled you over today, ma\u2019am?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cTucker?\u201d The woman smiles, then pushes her sunglasses to the top of her head. And that\u2019s when I see the brown eyes I\u2019ve spent more than a decade trying to forget. \u201cTucker Andrews, is that you?\u201d<\/p>\n I step back and square my shoulders. \u201cYou can call me Officer Andrews. Do you know why I pulled you over today, ma\u2019am?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cTucker.\u201d The woman laughs and shakes her head. \u201cIt\u2019s me, Scarlett.\u201d<\/p>\n At the mention of her name, I\u2019m met with an onslaught of flashbacks. Running hand and hand through the neighborhood with her, laughing and playing, only to have her ignore me the second we got to school. The popular crowd versus the nerds who desperately tried to fit in. She the former, me the latter, and the pain it caused every time she acted as though she didn\u2019t know my name. For years, I pretended it didn\u2019t bother me because I knew that when I got home, Scarlett would meet me at the fence, and the awkwardness from the day would dissipate as though it never happened.<\/p>\n But it did. Day after day after day. I was a glutton for punishment. There was nothing in the world I loved more than Scarlett Kincaid, and it didn\u2019t matter how badly she hurt me, I was always willing to forgive her.<\/p>\n Her smile and laugh might\u2019ve gotten to me in middle school and high school, but I refuse to let it affect me now.<\/p>\n \u201cI know who you are.\u201d<\/p>\n Her smile falters.<\/p>\n <\/p>\n Kristen was born and raised in a small resort town in her beloved Montana. In her mid-twenties, she decided to stretch her wings and move to the Pacific Northwest, where\u00a0she made her home for more than a dozen years.<\/p>\n During that time, Kristen wrote many romance novels and joined organizations such as RWA and other small writing groups. She spent countless hours in workshops, and more mornings than she can count up before the dawn so she could write before going to work. She submitted many manuscripts to agents and editors alike, but was always told no. In the summer of 2012, the self-publishing scene was new and thriving, and Kristen had one goal: to publish just one book. It was something she longed to cross off\u00a0of her bucket list.<\/p>\n Not only did she publish one book, she\u2019s since published close to thirty titles, many of which have hit the USA Today, New York Times and Wall Street Journal Bestsellers lists. She continues to self publish, best known for her With Me In Seattle and Boudreaux series, and is also proud to work with William Morrow, a division of\u00a0HarperCollins, with the Fusion Series.<\/p>\n Kristen and her husband, John, make their home in her hometown of Whitefish,\u00a0Montana with their two pugs and two cats.<\/p>\n <\/p>\n Facebook<\/a>\u00a0 |\u00a0 Twitter\u00a0<\/a> |\u00a0 Instagram\u00a0<\/a> |\u00a0 BookBub\u00a0<\/a> |\u00a0 Goodreads\u00a0<\/a> |\u00a0 Website\u00a0<\/a> |\u00a0 Newsletter<\/a><\/strong><\/p>\n <\/p>\n K.L. Grayson resides in a small town outside of St. Louis, MO. 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\nReview<\/b><\/h4>\n
\n\u201cHold grudges much?\u201d But it\u2019s not bitchy. In fact, she looks completely flummoxed.
\n\u201cI\u2019m not holding a fucking grudge, Scarlett. I\u2019m hurt.\u201d
\nGood Lord, Scooter is right. I grew a fucking vagina.<\/i><\/p><\/blockquote>\n
\nThis girl is my forever.<\/i><\/p><\/blockquote>\n
\nExcerpt<\/strong><\/h4>\n
\nAbout Kristen<\/strong><\/h4>\n
About K.L. Grayson<\/strong><\/h4>\n
\nwrites in a man. Her entire life rests in the palms of six dirty little hands, and when the day is over and those pint-sized cherubs have been washed and tucked into bed, you can find her typing away furiously on her computer. She has a love for alpha-males, brownies, reading, tattoos, sunglasses, and happy endings\u2026and not particularly in that\u00a0order.<\/p>\n