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Only You by Denise Grover Swank

I think I’m liking Denise Grover Swank!

This book, this pretty predictable contemporary romance was so much fun to read I got through it in one sitting. I think this will be a fun, sweeping series to follow.


I’m trying to think how to write this review without spoiling much. As I’ve said the plot is predictable.

But the two MCs are adorable.


Holly Greenwood is a wedding planning. Her boss is horribly ungrateful. Her grandmother is suffering dementia and her cousin is constantly on her case about running away from relationships.

Kevin Vandemeer is a marine home for good. He’s made the decision of abstaining from relationships after being burned one too many times. His pregnant sister bought him a fixer upper of a house and it’s a wreck. It’s also right next door to Holly’s place.

You can probably guess the rest. There’s an undeniable attraction, some side plots that come together beautifully and they also share a nightmare in common – his mother = her boss.

Holly is all about keeping her job, making her reputation more solid and opening her own business. That’s her only chance of fulfilling her dream and keeping her grandmother in the care facility she needs. She knows her boss won’t approve of her dating her son.

Kevin is a goner. He’s head over feet in love with Holly and will do everything to keep his chance with her – even agreeing to be her “friend.” He’s also trying to figure out how to help her with a big client while diffusing his mother from being so hard towards Holly.

Only You is a perfect weekend read to balance the angst, drama and everyday hardships. It’s fun, sexy, amusing, romantic and will ultimately make you feel good. I’m wondering who’s next, but I hope it’s Melanie, Holly’s cousin and one of Kevin’s best friends.

4 stars


I received a copy of this title from the publicist in exchange for my honest review



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29246615A Bachelor Brotherhood Novel Never say never . . .

Romance isn’t an option for Holly Greenwood. With her wedding planner career on the line she needs to stay focused, and that means pleasing her demanding boss, not getting distracted by her mind-alteringly hot neighbor . . .

Ex-Marine Kevin Vandemeer craves normalcy. Instead, he has a broken-down old house in need of a match and some gasoline, a meddling family, and the uncanny ability to attract the world’s craziest women.

At least that last one he can fix: he and his buddies have made a pact to swear off women, and this includes his sweetly sexy new neighbor. After one hot night that looks a whole lot like a disaster in the light of day, Kevin and Holly are about to learn that true love doesn’t play by the rules . . .


left-aboutNew York Times and USA Today bestselling author Denise Grover Swank was born in Kansas City, Missouri and lived in the area until she was nineteen. Then she became a nomadic gypsy, living in five cities, four states and ten houses over the course of ten years before she moved back to her roots. She speaks English and smattering of Spanish and Chinese which she learned through an intensive Nick Jr. immersion period. Her hobbies include witty Facebook comments (in own her mind) and dancing in her kitchen with her children. (Quite badly if you believe her offspring.) Hidden talents include the gift of justification and the ability to drink massive amounts of caffeine and still fall asleep within two minutes. Her lack of the sense of smell allows her to perform many unspeakable tasks. She has six children and hasn’t lost her sanity. Or so she leads you to believe.

Click to Denise’s website, it’s fabulous



I read, review, flail and swoon.

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