June 18, 2019
William Morrow Paperbacks
Blurb: The New York Times bestselling author of Rainy Day Friends and Lost and Found Sisters returns to Wildstone, California…
Brooke Lemon has always led the life she wanted, wild adventures—and mistakes—included, something her perfect sister, Mindy, never understood. So when Mindy shows up on Brooke’s doorstep in the throes of a break-down with her three little kids in tow, Brooke’s shocked.
Wanting to make amends, Brooke agrees to trade places, taking the kids back to Wildstone for a few days so Mindy can pick up the pieces and put herself back together. What Brooke doesn’t admit is she’s just as broken . . . Also how does one go home after seven years away? It doesn’t take long for Brooke to come face-to-face with her past, in the form of one tall, dark, sexy mistake. But Garrett’s no longer interested. Only his words don’t match his actions, leaving Brooke feeling things she’d shoved deep.
Soon the sisters begin to wonder: Are they lemons in life? In love? All they know is that neither seems to be able to run far enough to outpace her demons. And when secrets surface, they’ll have to learn that sometimes the one person who can help you the most is the one you never thought to ask.
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SASCHA DARLINGTON’S REVIEW
Unlike some romance writers who decide to venture into women’s fiction with less than satisfactory results, Jill Shalvis has made the transition without alienating her readers while remaining true to her roots. Also, it doesn’t hurt that Shalvis has always been writing about characters who have depth and real feelings. The Lemon Sisters is a welcome addition and a definite if you’re looking for a good beach read.
Brooke’s older sister, Mindy, arrives on her doorstep in LA with her three kids in town in the midst of a complete meltdown. At first, Brooke has difficulty believing that this is her always perfect sister who looks so disheveled, and so not perfect, but it becomes clear that she needs help, and Brooke steps up.
There is so much going on in The Lemon Sisters that you will pretty much find yourself at the end before you know it, laughing, crying, flipping pages, and just loving these characters. I’m not usually one who enjoys tiny kids being front and center in romances or women’s fiction because the writer just tries too hard to make them so adorable, but with Shalvis it’s effortless mainly because she seems to know that showing little kids doing the things that little kids do can be adorable without having fake pronunciations, etc. going on. In fact, I loved these kids and they can show up in every Shalvis book as far as I’m concerned.
Likewise, I loved sisters, Brooke and Mindy and their significant others, Garrett and Linc. Shalvis just knows how to bring characters to life on the page with all of their foibles. All of these characters change, have revelations, realize what they have to do to live their best possible lives.
I always appreciate that when I pick up a Jill Shalvis novel, I will have an enjoyable, funny, sometimes bittersweet read.
The Lemon Sisters is part of the Wildstone series but most definitely can be read as a standalone.
If you’re looking for a fun, light-hearted beach read, add this to your list. If you’re a Jill Shalvis fan, I know you’ve already added it. 🙂
I received an ARC in exchange for an honest review.
4 butterflies and a ladybug out of 5 butterflies
“Okay,” she said. “Time for me to go to bed.”
“Or you’re running,” he said. “Again.”
She closed her eyes and told herself to ignore the soft taunt. No matter what they’d been – or hadn’t been – to each other, she wasn’t looking for love with anyone, and certainly not a wash and repeat with the one man who could destroy her. It wasn’t as if she’d been a monk. She’d dated, but she hadn’t let anyone in. Not ever. Even Cole had complained about the brick walls she’d encased her emotions in.
And he was right. She could get involved to a point, but she always pulled back.
“You don’t have to run from me, you know,” Garrett said. “There’s no reason for there to be anything but honesty between us.”
Yes, there was… “Maybe I’m just not feeling it.”
Another soft laugh. “Okay.”
“Hey,” she said and poked a finger in his pec. His hard, ungiving, sexy pec. “If I was feeling it, you’d know.”
“Yeah? How?” he challenged.
“I’d be …flirty. I certainly wouldn’t be thinking of all of your faults.”
He grinned. How like a man to not be worried about his faults.
“So what are these so-called faults?” he asked, curious. Still not concerned.
“Well, for starters, you’re wearing black knit boxers with bananas on them.”
This made him laugh outright. “Someone sent me a subscription box. They come once a month. Last month’s pair had cocks all over them.”
“Like … chickens, or…?”
He was still smiling. “If you’re curious, I’ll be happy to wear them tomorrow and give you a peek.”
“Whatever,” she said. “And the fact that some woman sent you a subscription to undies is another reason I’m not feeling it. You’ve stayed friends with every single person you’ve ever met.”
“And that’s a fault?”
She shrugged. Of course it wasn’t a fault. It was the opposite of a fault. “Well, except for me, of course.”
“Because you don’t answer phone calls, texts, emails…” He tilted his head. “Tell me something.”
Oh boy. “What?”
“Why did you and your last boyfriend break up? That Cole guy.”
“I told you, he’s my boss.”
“But you’re sleeping together,” he said, his eyes holding hers prisoner. “Or you were.”
“How do you know that?”
He smiled grimly. “You just told me.”
Dammit. She crossed her arms over her chest. “We’re not together if that’s what you’re asking.”
“Why what?” she asked.
“Why aren’t you together?” he pressed.
“Because I don’t like him like that.”
Did his eyes warm very slightly, or was that her imagination? “Because you’re just not feeling it?” he asked mockily, using her words.
She rolled her eyes. “You think you’re funny. How about we talk about you. Tell me about the girlfriend you said you don’t have. The one who called you the other day for a hookup.”
“It wasn’t a hookup. She dumped me.”
She snorted. “Right. You expected me to believe a guy who looks like you do, and is funny and smart like you are, got dumped?”
“Actually, I expect you to believe whatever I tell you.” He shifted close until they were knee to knee. “Because I’ve never lied to you, Brooke. Never will.”
New York Times and USA Today bestselling author Jill Shalvis lives in a small town in the Sierras full of quirky characters. Any resemblance to the quirky characters in her books is, um, mostly coincidental. Look for Jill’s sexy contemporary and award-winning books wherever romances are sold and click on the blog button above for a complete book list and daily blog detailing her city-girl-living-in-the-mountains adventures.
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