✍🏻 Professor Romance’s 4.5 ⭐️ Review: L.B. Dunbar’s Hauling Ashe ✍🏻

Overall Grade: 4.5 ⭐️

Let me take a moment to note how much the ideas in L.B. Dunbar’s newest story, Hauling Ashe, resonate so deeply through my own life experience. Overall, I enjoyed reading Hauling Ashe in all of its enemies-to-lovers, grumpy/sunshine, road tripping, slow-burn ways. Dunbar has infused it with a goodness that you cannot help but enjoy it, even though (here’s my criticism) some of her hero, Tucker’s, and heroine, Mae’s, journey felt manipulative. That word seems heavy, but it best suits the falling action portion of Dunbar’s book when Tucker and Mae cannot accept a future together. I honestly thought that there was inconsistency during that portion as Tucker knows he wants a forever with Mae and Mae wants the same, but they have to push and pull for several chapters before this is resolved. My only criticism is that I thought they could have rectified that sooner. The pacing feels off on that.

All of that aside, Dunbar hit a bruise in me, the one that exists in people of middle age. When you are the ages of Tucker, Mae, and myself, you are left with the time to consider where better or different choices might have saved you heartache and loss. However, as Dunbar so beautifully writes within the pages of her book, those choices are a portion of your life, and you have more opportunities to make different ones for yourself. On their literal road trip or journey, Dunbar provides Tucker and Mae the opportunity to undertake a figurative journey, one that allows them, together, to heal from past traumas. As they journey together, they infuse each other with the strength to face their past, so they can find a future together. There is such beauty in that message especially as, by the end of this book, they find exactly what they are looking for, and you cannot help but think that the future is a place of peace for both of them. This is where I connected with these characters, and I love that Dunbar takes on these heavy themes for an older crowd and wraps it in a steamy, slow-burn romance.

You don’t have to be middle age, however, to fully appreciate L.B. Dunbar’s Hauling Ashe. You simply need to be a human who has made choices in your life that have taken you down a different path. Loaded with twists and turns that mirror those of Route 66, this story will capture you and leave you feeling at peace.

In love and romance,

Professor A

✍🏻 One of my most-anticipated stories is coming February 1st, and I have a sneak peek for Catherine Cowles Tattered Stars. ✍🏻

“An unforgettable start to a new series. Atmospheric, suspenseful and crackling with tension and electric chemistry, Tattered Stars is a must read romance for 2022!” —Samantha Young, New York Times bestselling author

Tattered Stars, a beautiful and moving romantic suspense and first book in the Tattered & Torn series from bestselling author Catherine Cowles is coming February 1st and we have the first look!



Be brave. For sixty seconds. Twenty breaths. I could do anything for twenty ins and outs. The springs on my mattress squeaked as I swung my legs over the side of my bed. I froze. And listened.

There were lots of things I hated about growing up here. But there were things I loved, too. Things I was grateful for. Like how attuned I was to every whisper. I’d know in an instant if a sound didn’t belong.

I waited. Heard the screen door rattle in the wind. The call of an owl. Even the hum of our refrigerator in the kitchen. I didn’t hear my brother or dad. Mom had been gone for days, helping a baby come into the world. But I wished for her now. She was the only one who had a chance of stopping the craziness. But she wasn’t here, and I wasn’t sure what tomorrow would bring.

I pushed to my feet, praying my mattress would stay quiet and not give me away. The springs didn’t betray me again. I moved to my closet, careful to avoid any floorboards that creaked. Pulling a pair of worn jeans from a shelf, I slipped them on. I tugged the nightgown over my head and reached for a t-shirt.

The breeze picked up through my open window. It had been unbearably hot today but just a few hours into the night and a chill had settled. I grabbed a flannel just in case. Slipping on socks, I picked up my boots. I knew better than to put hard soles on this floor.

My dad had taught me how to move without a sound to avoid any kind of predator. And tonight, I was thankful for each and every lesson—even the ones where I’d had to roll in mud to disguise myself.

I reached for the doorknob, but my hand stilled on the metal. I could just go back to bed. Forget my attempt at being brave and wait for Mom to come home. To bring my dad down from his paranoid state where everyone was the enemy and we were at risk from it all—the government, neighbors, even my teachers.

I’d watched as our lives got smaller and smaller, with fewer and fewer people to trust. I didn’t remember a lot of the normal. But I remembered some. The second grade and Miss Christie before Dad had pulled Ian and me out of school. Visiting Mom’s family in Portland before he’d decided they were heathens. The town fair before he became convinced that it was evil.

I closed my eyes and turned the knob. Stepping out into the hall, I listened again. Nothing out of place. I created a dance to avoid every problematic board in my path, sometimes tiptoeing, other times stretching my legs to the point I worried I’d tip over.

Finally, I reached the front door. Our old dog, Bruiser, raised his head, but I held a single finger to my lips, begging for silence. Feeding him table scraps must’ve paid off because he lay back down and let out a soft snore.

I eased open the door and stepped through to the first true rebellion I’d ever embarked on. One that might make me like my older sister—an outcast. I closed the door behind me with a soft snick, but it was deafening to my ears, echoing off the mountain itself. I let the screen door fall closed, too, only a small rattle in my wake.

I hopped over the porch steps entirely, knowing each and every one would give me away. I landed with an oomph but held in my cry of pain. Slipping on my boots, I glanced at the shed in the distance. The motion lights on its exterior meant I didn’t dare try for it. So, I started for the barn instead.

One of the doors was open a hair to let some of the night air in, and I pulled it a bit more, just wide enough so Storm and I had a path. As I moved down the aisle, our few horses nickered or lifted their heads to see who was about. I paused at the tack room, picked up a bridle, and then continued until I reached Storm’s stall.

She must have scented me coming because her head was already over the stall door. I gave her nose a rub and then urged her back. “Gotta let me in.” She did as I asked, and I left the door open, knowing she wasn’t going anywhere…not without me.

I eased the bridle over her head, and she accepted the bit without complaint. “What do you say we go for a ride?” She seemed to nod her head in agreement. It would’ve been so much simpler if we were just taking off for one of our afternoon adventures, exploring the mountains.

I led her out of the stall and towards the exit. We made our way out, and I hoisted myself onto the fence so I could climb onto her back. She stayed steady as I threw a leg over and adjusted my grip on the reins. “Nice and easy.”

I guided her down the path that stayed far away from the house. One that led to the mountain switchbacks. I glanced up at the sky, thanking the heavens for a nearly full moon. I just prayed my sense of direction was as good as I thought.

I’d never ridden all the way to town before. It was at least fifteen miles, and several paths ebbed and flowed. But I knew where I was headed. I’d memorized these mountains every day of my life. They were both a refuge and a prison. Solace and tormentor.

Tonight, they were on my side. Each trail’s crossroads seemed to give me the next logical step until switchbacks turned to wide, worn paths, the dirt packed by hikers and riders. Soon, I reached the road into town. I stayed just off it, my heart hammering against my ribs as the forests turned to neighborhoods.

I adjusted my grip on the reins, seeking out a peek at the lake on the outskirts of town. The moon made the water almost glitter. “Just a few more minutes,” I whispered to myself. I could be brave for a little longer.

I moved Storm onto the blacktop, her hooves echoing against the buildings along Aspen Street. Every store was dark with limited streetlights so residents and visitors alike could see the stars. Normally, I loved seeing them, too, but tonight I fought a shiver. Wolf Gap felt like a ghost town.

I slowed Storm as we approached the street I knew held my next battle for bravery. I wondered if I was already past the point of no return or if I could guide Storm back up the mountain and go home. I turned her onto Spruce.

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Be brave. Just for sixty seconds. Twenty breaths.

One night changed them both forever.

Their lives shattered, beyond repair, with jagged edges and pieces askew.

Now, Everly has a chance to make things right. To bring healing to the place where everything fell apart. But it means facing the family her father almost destroyed, and the boy with the dark eyes—now grown—who still haunts her dreams.

Just one breath away from having your life ripped out from under you.

The last thing Hayes wants is another reminder of all the ways he failed sixteen years ago. When Everly drives back into Wolf Gap, his only mission is to get her to leave. For his family’s sake, and for his own, those demons need to stay buried for good.

But everything about this woman is a surprise, from her spine of steel to the sanctuary she hopes to create with the land her mother left behind. And Hayes is powerless to stay away.

As a careful friendship sparks into something more, someone watches. And they’ll do anything to tear it all apart…

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Writer of words. Drinker of Diet Cokes. Lover of all things cute and furry, especially her dog. Catherine has had her nose in a book since the time she could read and finally decided to write down some of her own stories. When she’s not writing she can be found exploring her home state of Oregon, listening to true crime podcasts, or searching for her next book boyfriend.

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✍🏻 Professor Romance’s 4 ⭐️ Review: Jolie Vines’s Ruin ✍🏻

Overall Grade: ⭐️⭐️ ⭐️ ⭐️

Jumping into Jolie Vines’s Ruin is like throttling through the rabbit hole to Wonderland. This Dark Island Scots series is nothing like her former McRae clan series. Well, that isn’t entirely true. The hero stills falls hard for his heroine, much to his chagrin. The feel and taste of Ruin is grittier, darker. It’s a world rife with the complications of greed and enmity. No one is safe in Vines’s Ruin, and if you’re looking for a neat bow of a happy ending, you will not find it here. What makes this book a compelling read is how different it is from Vines’s former works, and her natural capacity for writing it is exciting. It highlights a new writing muscle for Vines, and it proffers up a decadent, erotic world that keeps you suspended through its pages. 

Some of the big takeaways from Ruin:

  1. There are many layers to this new series. In fact, I think, one of the limitations of Ruin is the number of twists and turns that Vines takes her readers on. There were a few moments where the details felt lost in a new aspect of the story. There are multiple points of view to this story, and I found, at times, it muddled Thea and Struan’s journey. Trust me when I say this: there are many considerations to Ruin. And this is only the first book of the series. 
  2. This book ends on a cliffhanger. It seems as though Struan and Thea have found their HFN, but Vines upends it in the final chapter. We will have to check back in with book 2, Sin.
  3. I am a personal fan of a hero such as Struan learning vulnerability when he’s lived a hardened life, and I love a meek heroine such as Thea who finds her strength through loving Struan. Together, these two are combustible. Vines continues to push her eroticism in this book, and I’m intrigued to know where she intends to go with the next books of the series given the steam level of this book. Her Wild Scots series, the second generation of McRaes, started her down this road, pushing the envelope of the physicality of her characters. I suspect the Dark Island Scots are going to get a bit k*nky. 
  4. This romance is a story about finding your people. Vines’s characters, Ruin, Sin, Burn, and Scar along with Thea, Lottie, and Cassie, have been traumatized by life, by the people tasked with protecting them. Together, though, they become a family, supportive, protective, and compassionate. For me, that’s the best part of this book. Don’t get me wrong. I love the suspense and action of Ruin, but the relationships of this story are its heart and soul. 

There is so much to Jolie Vines’s Ruin, and I am anticipatory for the rest of the stories of her Dark Island series. I have no idea where she means to take it, but be prepared because the rabbit hole is going to grow darker before the light can penetrate it. 

In love and romance,

Professor A

✍🏻 Buckle up, Buttercups! This one will keep you on your toes. Happy Release Day, Aly Martinez!. The Difference Between Somebody and Someone is LIVE! ✍🏻

The world owes you nothing.

The Difference Between Somebody and Someone, the first book in the The Difference Trilogy, filled with emotional twists and turns from USA Today bestselling author Aly Martinez, is now live!

The world owes you nothing.

It took losing the woman I loved and facing the paralyzing task of moving on without her for me to truly understand that.

Consumed by regret and razor-sharp memories, I’d resigned myself to a life of loneliness until a survivor from the same plane crash that took my fiancée stormed into my life.

Remi Grey was chaos and sunshine, fire and freedom. With her in my arms, I began to believe that fate had other plans for me.

But as secrets of the past exploded around us, it seemed the only thing fated about our relationship was that I had been destined to lose her from the start.

The world owes you nothing. But for Remi, I would risk it all. No matter the cost.

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✍🏻 Are you looking for a suspense-filled romance with more twists and turns than you can imagine? Then, Jolie Vines’s Ruin, book 1 of her Dark Island Scots series, should be on your e-reader TODAY! ✍🏻

Title: Ruin

Series: Dark Island Scots #1
Author: Jolie Vines
Genre: New Adult Romantic Suspense
Dark Romance
Release Date: January 27, 2022
I wanted him. He wanted to ruin me.

It was the blood I noticed first. Running down the neck of the man on the ferry.
Then his bruised knuckles, dark eyes, and arrogant smirk.
The handcuffs came last.
No one else paid him attention, but I couldn’t look away. Or deny my instant lust.
I had no idea he was being imprisoned on the remote, dark Scottish island I knew well.
Or that he’d been kidnapped, not arrested.
I went from that naïve girl on the boat, dreaming of stolen kisses, to the one who held the key to his prison cell.

When heat turns to hate, all that’s left is ruin.

Ruin (Dark Island Scots, #1) is a new adult romance with dark themes, including angst, lust-to-hate-to-love, and lost innocence. This series will be deeply interconnected, so expect the occasional wicked cliffhanger. It’ll be well worth the heart palpitations.
Lose yourself in Ruin.

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He swore and held the bottle to him, his eyes closed. “Why are ye helping me?”
“Honestly? I’ve no idea.”
“But ye believe me that I’m naw a criminal.” He worked his jaw. “Don’t answer that. I’m not a good guy. I’ve been arrested more than once. But this shite is next level.”
I kept my mouth shut, and Struan’s gaze connected with mine, the scrutiny intensifying, like he needed to get into my head.
Inexplicable delight ran through me, a fizz of…chemistry?
Struan’s look turned predatory, raking over me with raw heat and a hunger I barely understood. It scared the life out of me, sharpening my senses.
Suddenly, he lurched up and into my space. I gasped and dropped back onto an elbow. He prowled up my body, forcing me to lie back. One hand landed next to my head, supporting his weight.
His body didn’t touch mine in any place, yet I was still pinned down.
“I repeat, why are ye helping me?” he growled. “What’s in it for ye? Are ye part of this place?”
“W-what do you mean?”
“Small island. A lass who isnae from around here. Ye landed at the same time I did. Is your da my jailor?”
“No! He works in politics in London. We’re only here to visit Granny.”
My phone dropped to the cave floor and shut down, leaving us in perfect darkness.
Struan’s warm breath ghosted over me. “A lass like ye shouldn’t be anywhere near someone like me.”
I shivered, unable to answer.
“Which only means ye have another interest. Name it.”
The weight of him grew palpable, pressing down on me though his body still hovered an inch above mine. The deep scent of man filled my lungs.
Lust sliced through me, shocking in the fast rush of it.
Never once had I felt that. The dark and delicious taste of it on my tongue.
“What is it?” he continued in a taunting drawl. “My mouth, my d**k? Does the bad-boy thing get ye off?”
Brand-new desires broke over me. Not to touch him. Not at all. I wanted the opposite. For this complete stranger to grab me and make me do stuff.
God, I couldn’t admit that.
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Romance author Jolie Vines writes brooding, swoony Scots, bad boys and troublemakers, and honourable men too.
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✍🏻 Ohhh…Stacy Travis’s No Match for Her will steal your heart with Charlie and Cherry’s journey. Check out their cover, and reserve your copy of it TODAY! ✍🏻

Is it only princesses that get a Happy Ever After? Or is there hope for a hot mess like me?

No Match for Her, an all new billionaire romance from bestselling author Stacy Travis is coming February 15th and we have the first look at the gorgeous cover!

I need a date to my brother’s wedding in six weeks, and Charlie Walgrove owns a tux. Billionaires are like that.

He’s also my sister’s boss, and I agree to let her set me up with the awkward genius, who apparently has even less luck in the dating game than a struggling artist, aka me.

We’re total opposites, but the date goes okay. We agree to be friends, the kind who won’t become lovers.

Famous last words.

On a series of “friend dates” involving bar snacks, acrylic paint and hedgehogs, I discover that Charlie is nothing like what I expected. Under his hoodie and glasses, he’s handsome and down-to-earth, stuck in a job he hates and afraid to disappoint people by walking away. His heart is as gorgeous as his hidden face.

I’ve always felt like the flaky sister in my family, but Charlie sees me as the artist I want to be. As our friendship deepens, so do my feelings for him. Maybe I’m even falling in love.

But gambling with my heart feels dangerous when all my relationships end in failure–especially if he’s only looking for a friend.

Is it only princesses that get a Happy Ever After? Or is there hope for a hot mess like me?

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It’s a rough world out there, and we all sometimes need a good, romantic beach read, even if we can’t make it to the beach. I’ve spent many lazy days walking the streets of Paris and other gorgeous European cities, and if I’m doing it right, I’m bringing you a dash of romance and a vacay fantasy.
I can’t sit still, so when I’m not hiking, biking or running, I’m playing a very average game of tennis. Background music for writing undoubtedly features some U2, Lizzo, Billy Joel, Pink, Taylor Swift, and Led Zeppelin. Not necessarily in that order. And if I could only eat one food group, it would be cheese. Or wine. Or bread. Are those food groups? Whatever.

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✍🏻 Who’s ready for more of Adriana Locke’s Landry family? Well, check out the cover for Sweet, the series 6th book, coming February 28th!!! ✍🏻

Title: Sweet

Author: Adriana Locke

Cover Designer: Kari March

Release Date: February 28th

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Chemistry is not another word for love.

That’s what my boss, the grumpy single dad with brilliant green eyes, says anyway.

I have my V-card. He’s ten years older than me. I work for him.

Nate Hughes has a million reasons why a relationship between us would never work. Honestly? It’s all a farce.

He can’t deny the sparks when we’re together. His soft smiles, brief touches, and protective behaviors come too easily. And when I need a place to stay? He can’t stop himself from offering me a room—though I’d prefer his bed.

Our forced proximity brings things to a head. Our shared experiences and traumas draw us closer. Our undeniable attraction has us toeing the line between friends and lovers—whether Nate likes it or not.

He’s right—we do have an intense chemistry. But that doesn’t mean that I won’t fall in love with him … even if he can’t love me back.

SWEET can be read as a standalone novel. 

✍🏻 Professor Romance’s 4.5 ⭐️ Review: Jessica Peterson’s Southern Bombshell ✍🏻

Overall Grade: 4.5 ⭐️

Entering Jessica Peterson’s Southern Bombshell is like tiptoeing into your parents’ house when you don’t want to get caught for staying out past your curfew. You do it with trepidation because you never know what you’re going to encounter. If you’ve spent any time in Peterson’s North Carolina Highlands series, then you have been introduced to her heroine of Southern Bombshell, Milly. You already know that she has been the impetus in the other books of this series for helping her brothers find love, helping them “see” the reality of a situation with all of her ball-busting moxie. You should also be familiar with Nate Kingsley, the oldest son of the family considered the enemy of the Beauregards. This is the Hatfields and McCoys of the North Carolina highlands. What happens when the next in line to the Kingsley whisky business falls for the princess (she really isn’t a princess…but she is the only female in the Beauregard family) of his family nemesis? Fireworks, combustion, the apocalypse? That’s where Peterson’s Southern Bombshell begins for her readers, and the tiptoe, the worry over their ability to find a happy ending, results in a story that captivates you until the very last page. 

Southern Bombshell isn’t what you believe it to be. At least, that’s my read on it. I honestly went into this book already a little heartbroken. Peterson teases us with Milly and Nate in earlier stories, and we know going into this one that they have connected on some level and it hasn’t ended positively. We don’t know exactly the situation, but we know it’s softened or changed a usually fiery Milly. On reading the blurb for this story, your heart breaks further if you’ve been reading the other books because you find out that Nate is marrying….someone else, and they’ve asked the wedding planner extraordinaire, Milly, to plan their wedding. Cue broken glass sound for the feel of your heart breaking for Milly. So I entered Southern Bombshell already afraid of the journey ahead, and it was so very, very needless because Jessica Peterson flexes her immense writing muscle, and she crafts a story that, believe it or not, doesn’t have equivalent angst to her brothers’ stories. Honestly. What Southern Bombshell creates is an adoration for one Nate Kingsley. Milly who usually steals every scene she’s in cannot, in my opinion, compete with the deliciousness of Nate Kingsley, and it’s glorious. 

Like any of her other romances, Jessica Peterson is intentional with her message here, and like her other books, she has two. One is female positive: she reminds us that women oftentimes believe in “doing” as a representation of achievement. She writes,” I think we put a lot more pressure on women than we do on men to have it together. To keep everyone else happy and put everyone else first and make sure things run smoothly, even if it makes us miserable in the process. […] She’d rather die than disappoint the people she loves.” And this truth’s arrow hit my soul because Peterson is right. She uses the character of Milly to illustrate this, and it takes the peace wrought by Nate, their yin and yang symbiosis, to help her slow down and appreciate the moment without the cost of herself. And that, friends, is an important truth. 

Milly teaches Nate another important truth of Jessica Peterson’s story: that setting boundaries as protection from people who seek to harm us is okay. When those same people forge past those boundaries, we can choose to walk away without guilt. This message is where I fell head over heels with Nate. Of the stories in this series, the men are incredibly masculine in all ways, and Peterson creates Nate with an empathic spirit. He sees and provides for Milly in a manner that others cannot. The beauty of this book is his struggle with the almost masculine need to take care of his toxic family at the expense of himself and a more contented future. There is much to love about him: he reads, he’s industrious, he’s careful, and he’s thoughtful. Together, Milly and Nate become an emotional powerhouse in the Beauregard and Kingsley families, and it feels different from the former stories of this series. 

If you haven’t grabbed any of Jessica Peterson’s North Carolina Highlands series, start now. If you want to start with Southern Bombshell, you can. Each book has been designed to be standalone, but you will miss out on the richness of the rest of the series before you hit the splendor of Peterson’s newest book. And this one ends so beautifully. Jessica Peterson absolutely surprised me with this one. I went into it, looking through my fingers as one does with a horror film, and I left it with a huge smile and tears of joy in my eyes. 

In love and romance,

Professor A

✍🏻 It’s finally here. Milly and Nate’s story in Southern Bombshell will break your heart a little but mend it back up. Grab your copy of it NOW. ✍🏻


The Wedding Planner’s Rulebook:

Keep the bride happy.

Keep the wedding party out of trouble.

Never let anyone know you’ve been in love with the groom for years.

I lived by these rules. Until Nate Kingsley.

The Capulets and Montagues have nothing on the Beauregards and Kingsleys. Our families have feuded for centuries, and Nate was always forbidden—which made fooling around with him that much more delicious. But then I fell for him, and he fell off the face of the earth, ghosting me without so much as a goodbye.

Fast-forward two years: as an expert in romance, I’m a wedding planner to the rich and famous. I never expected Nate to show up at my office, least of all with a shiny new fiancée on his arm. She’s got money to burn, and she wants me to plan the most extravagant wedding of my career.

It’s a make-or-break moment for my business. I convince myself I can do Nate’s wedding and keep my feelings for him in check, even if he does look good.

Really, really good.

But when the secrets we buried years ago come to light, what kept us apart suddenly binds us together. Even if my heart belongs to Nate, and his belongs to me, he belongs to someone else. And that’s a rule we absolutely cannot break.

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Jessica Peterson writes smokin’ hot romance set in her favorite cities around the world. She grew up on a steady diet of Mr. Darcy, Edward Cullen, and Jamie Frasier, and it wasn’t long before she started writing swoon-worthy heroes of her own. She loves strong coffee, stronger heroines, and heroes with hot accents.

She lives in Charlotte, NC with her husband Ben and her smelly Goldendoodle, Martha Bean. She’s hard at work on writing her next favorite sex scene. Stay tuned for exciting news on her next release!

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✍🏻 Professor Romance’s 5 ⭐️ Review: Emma Chase’s Getting Real ✍🏻

Overall Grade: ⭐️ ⭐️ ⭐️ ⭐️ ⭐️

I knew I wanted to read Emma Chase’s Getting Real, the third book of her Getting Some series because I adored Getting Schooled and Getting Played. It seems as though it’s been forever since Dean and Lainey’s Getting Played, but this newest story reminded me that any wait is worth it. 

This story follows Garret’s (from Getting Schooled) older brother’s story. Connor is divorced, a single dad, and a doctor in the emergency room at the local hospital. He’s also prepared to never find love again. He and his wife divorced, and he has assumed most of the care of his boys, so his life is full. However, he finds himself attracted to Violet, a nurse he works with. Yet, she is younger than him, so he keeps it professional thinking he could never have a chance with her. Violet has been attracted to Connor from the beginning of her tenure at the hospital. She believes he doesn’t really consider her as something more than a nurse at work, though. She is resigned to a friendship with him and never finds love for herself. Yet, Connor’s brothers find out about his attraction, and their wives decide to meddle. Is it possible that Violet and Connor can find more than friendship?

Above anything, oh my goodness, Getting Real is sweet. I hate to use that word because it will cause people to stay away from it. But honestly, there isn’t anything I don’t love about this book. It’s actually a strange story in the sense that everything is easy with Violet and Connor, save for a few moments when Connor becomes oblivious to Violet’s feelings. Yet, as the story progresses, you will ask yourself, what can happen to this couple? They are steamy, loving, and clearly soulmates, and you cannot help but love them together. The moment, though, you think you’ll be bored with them, Emma Chase hits you with a challenge, and the light under the flame of their relationship gets pushed to high. That’s when the lovebirds will show the readers they have the moxie to persevere. 

There is a maturity to Connor and Violet’s relationship in Getting Real. There is one moment of game-playing, but that resolves itself well, and Connor and Violet never go back to it. I loved this couple so much that, once I began reading this book, I could not put it down, and it ended much too quickly. If you are interested in reading a couple who fall deeply into love, then this IS your book. Emma Chase’s Getting Real reminds me why I will always read her stories. 

In love and romance,

Professor A