Published by St. Martin's Press on 4/19/2016
The last thing Vaughan Hewson expects to find when he returns to his childhood home is a broken hearted bride in his shower, let alone the drama and chaos that comes with her.
Lydia Green doesn't know whether to burn down the church or sit and cry in a corner. Discovering the love of your life is having an affair on your wedding day is bad enough. Finding out it's with his best man is another thing all together. She narrowly escapes tying the knot and meets Vaughan only hours later.
Vaughan is the exact opposite of the picture perfect, respected businessman she thought she'd marry. This former musician-turned-bartender is rough around the edges and unsettled. But she already tried Mr. Right and discovered he's all wrong-maybe it's time to give Mr. Right Now a chance.
After all, what's wrong with getting dirty?
I don’t think that I can begin to put into words how truly disappointed I am with this book. I am a huge fan of Kylie Scott’s Stage Dive series so I have eagerly been anticipating this spin-off series. It was not at all what I was hoping for or have come to expect from this author in so many ways.
The first quarter of the book passed without much of anything at all happening. Our main characters meet but there is zero spark, zero chemistry, and zero interest on my part. I wanted to feel it and I just couldn’t. Their relationship from the start felt forced and too convenient.
I made a note in the first half of the book that all of the problems seem too conveniently created to drive the story where the author wants. Nothing felt organic or authentic, including Lydia and Vaughan’s “chemistry”.
I put the word chemistry in quotation marks because it’s the perfect example of how I felt about them. The author did an awful lot of telling and not nearly enough showing. I felt like I was told repeatedly how hot Vaughan was, how attractive he was, how Lydia felt about him, all of the feelings that he evoked in her, but I didn’t actually see or feel any of it. Every single character seemed very much on the surface with no depths to speak of or explore.
My other big pet peeve with this book may be minor, but to me it was hugely distracting. It was very apparent that these were American characters written by an Australian author. For example, using the word “nappie” instead of “diaper”.
I also felt like the writing wasn’t up to par when compared to her previous books. There were many sentences that didn’t make sense. For example, “My loins felt about ready to burst into spontaneous combustion.” You either spontaneously combust or burst into flame. You don’t burst into combustion.
So, nit picky? Perhaps, but these are things that took away from the joy of reading it for me. The word “disappointed” is a dramatic understatement. It’s going to take a bit of time for me to get over being let down by this one. I can’t, in good conscience, recommend this book. If you decide to take your chances, hopefully you have better luck with it than I did.