She left us with the last book a while ago but when you are a fan, you are patient, you understand a book isnt written in a day and that the author needs to be in a good place to publish a work of art. So I waited. It was worth it.
We are brought back to Wren, who has just gone through a tradgey no woman wishes on another. She has to find herself again. She has to process what happened and put herself back to a good spot. It's hard, its a challenge and Wren basically ignores that she isnt in a good place until she almost loses someone special because of it.
Mick fell in love with Wren at first sight, he's grieved without her, and he has processed his own loss. He's decided he cant let her be alone any longer. Through meddling parents, best friends, and family they are placed in the middle of a cross country trip with 4 cousins. Mick just wants to take care of others. He wants good for all. He wants a woman that will love him back.
These two definitely have to work for a good relationship, they are confused and want whats right but just don't know how to get there. Mick wants Wren to come to him, Wren needs him to come to her, push her. They work well together when they aren't thinking about the coulda, woulda, shoulda stuff and are just together.
This was a great ending to a beautiful family. I am going to miss them. I re read them all the time, Pete's story being my favorite. Read, love, laugh!
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What do you get when you put together one matchmaking doorman, some Reed brothers with good intentions, and five sisters, one of whom is a little lost? You get Tammy Falkner's newest book, I'M IN IT.
Mick fell in love with Wren at the worst possible time. She was in the midst of something wonderful, and then she wasn’t. Her life changed in the blink of an eye. In this situation, it wasn’t a change for the better. He can still remember when she felt the first cramp, when she pressed her knees together tightly in the front seat of his car as though she could hold that life inside herself by sheer will alone. If will were all it took, she’d have succeeded.
But she didn’t succeed, and they were over before they began. She was too hurt. She was too raw. She was wishing for what could have been, while he was wishing for what was. And what was… well, it was nothing. At least not to her.
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