Jill Shalvis has done it again, and I think I especially enjoyed this third installment in the Cedar Ridge series. I mean, who doesn’t love a determined divorced woman falling in love with a home-again Army Special Forces hottie? Especially when you add to the mix his crazy, lovable family?
I know I did. Read further down… and don’t forget to peak at the excerpt and enter the giveaway…
The Kincaids have been waiting for Jacob to return home for what seems like forever. His brother Hudson more than anyone. But the first person he actually interacts with is Sophie Marren.
Jacob Kincaid coming back to Cedar Ridge is just what the Kincaids needed. He’s still avoiding, though, and that avoidance is what brings him to Sophie.
Sophie Marren’s ex husband is one of those disgusting people who get off on their money-induced power trip. Which is why Sophie alone after the divorce, with nothing but his beloved boat. Suffice it to say she hates the damn thing and he’s practically mourning over it.
I thought Jacob was amused by Sophie, more than anything. He could also read her clearly, and him being so freakin’ adorable to her (while being a little dick to his siblings, tbh) is what I loved. Jacob is so hurt and haunted by his past, by what he’s been through overseas, and by everything he’s left behind when he left and got enlisted, that Sophie’s fresh and determined persona, her attraction to him, her being new, is what rings him back.
The Kincaids accepting Jacob back was amazing to read. They have ALL been waiting for him to come home, but no one more than Hudson. Hudson, however, is so angry and frustrated, he’s hurt and he’s ashamed, which is why their reunion is so strained and complicated.
Jacob is amazing. He’s sensitive and strong, obviously gorgeous just like his twin, and his personality jumps off the page. Sophie is determined, she’s strong, down but definitely not out, she’s just lovely. Together they’re absolutely perfect.
I think I love this one best out of the three because of that. Everything in the first two books in the series leads to this one. All the relationships in Nobody But Here are written in a way that leads to the last part of the story, where everything falls into place.
I can’t wait for the next installment. I think their little sister needs a special someone, too 😉
* My thanks to the publisher and NetGalley for a copy of this in exchange for my honest review.
She eyed the bench a long beat but did eventually sit, perching primly as far from him as she could get and yet still be close enough to grab the bottle.
She took the Scotch and drank. Her eyes watered and she coughed as she handed it to him. With a sigh, she leaned back to study the night sky. Her bared throat was slim and creamy smooth. An unexpected temptation. Remembering the flash of pain and vulnerability she’d unwittingly revealed, and that for whatever reason he’d somehow added to it, he spoke. “I’m sorry.”
She glanced at him as if she’d never heard a man apologize before in her life. “For…breathing?” she asked. “Having a penis? What?”
“You were upset because you didn’t know I was a Kincaid.”
She sighed. “That was just me looking for a reason to be mad at you so I wouldn’t…”
She bit her lower lip, clearly not wanting to go on.
But now he had to know. “So you wouldn’t what?”
“Nothing,” she said. “It’s just that I’m trying to make better choices.”
“Of which I wouldn’t be one.”
“It’s not necessarily your fault,” she said. “It’s that you’re a man.”
“Guilty as charged.”
“And I’m off men right now.”
“And on…women?” he asked with admittedly more than a little fascination.
She rolled her eyes. “I’m on no one, but thank you for proving my point on men.”
“I get that,” he said. “But being off men doesn’t seem to be making you very happy, or sound like a whole lot of fun.”
“Maybe I don’t need fun.”
He understood that. He’d felt the same way since Brett died. “What do you need?” he asked, honestly wanting to know more about her.
Instead of answering, she reached for the bottle. He waited until she met his gaze before letting go.
“Nothing,” she said a little too quickly. “Everything’s…perfect.”
“And your glass is half full,” he said. “So you’ve said.”
But he didn’t believe her. “How about a game?”
“I don’t play games.”
Now, that wasn’t exactly true. Whether she knew it or not, she’d been playing with his head since he’d first laid eyes on her. “Three truths and a lie,” he said.
She stared at him. “As in you tell me three truths and a lie, and I pick out the lie?”
She considered this. “What do I get if I win?”
“What do you want?”
For the briefest of beats, her gaze dropped to his mouth.
Oh, hell yeah, he thought. Want me…
“My first boyfriend taught me that game,” she said.
“What did the winner get?”
Definitely still playing with his head… “Is that what you want, Sophie? A kiss?”
Again she stared at his mouth before dropping eye contact and wrapping that eye-stopping pink robe tighter around her body. “Do you?” she asked.
Her gaze flew to his.
“Problem is,” he said conversationally, “if I kissed you, I don’t think I’d be able to stop.”
Her mouth literally fell open. The pulse at the base of her throat jumped. And she seemed to lose her words.
He went on. “But you should know, I don’t lose. That means you’ll have to tell me three truths and a lie.” And he’d hopefully get to know more about her.
She closed her mouth to bite her lower lip in what could’ve been indecision or excitement. Obviously he was hoping for the latter. “But hey, if you’re not sure you can handle losing, we can just forget about it,” he said.
The challenge lifted her chin and put sparks in her eyes. That’s it, babe. Show me what you’ve got.
“Bring it,” she said.
SOMETIMES YOU CAN GO HOME AGAIN…
After an overseas mission goes wrong, Army Special Forces officer Jacob Kincaid knows where he must go to make things right: back home to the tiny town of Cedar Ridge, Colorado. All he needs to scrub away his painful past is fresh mountain air, a lakeside cabin, and quiet solitude. But what he discovers is a gorgeous woman living on a boat at his dock.
Sophie Marren has nowhere else to go. She’s broke, intermittently seasick, and fighting a serious attraction to the brooding, dishy, I’m-too-sexy-for-myself guy who’s now claiming her dock. Something about Jacob’s dark intensity makes her want to tease—and tempt—him beyond measure. Neither one wants to give any ground . . . until they realize the only true home they have is with each other.