Charlotte has spent years as the husband maker, sending every guy she dates off to enjoy marital bliss with the next girl he dates. But things have now changed, and she's determined to use her husband-maker abilities one last time--on herself. And she finally knows exactly who she wants. Angus has loved Charlotte since they were teenagers, but he's tired of waiting for her to realize how good they could be. She's broken his heart one too many times, and it's time to move on with his life. Maybe a position halfway across the country will be just what he needs to get over her. But when Charlotte won't let him go without a fight, Angus has to decide if he's willing to let her in again or if she's too late.
Finally. Finally, finally, finally. This whole series has left me SO anxious to get to the end because the entire time I am reading I just know whatever is happening isn't THE END. It's not the right ending, the happily ever after! I'm not a very patient girl, I guess. I want the happily ever after endings when I'm reading a romance book. I do not like waiting three books to get it. See what I mean? Impatient. But finally it is here. The last book in this trilogy. I knew I would like this one best.
I'm glad Charlotte had to work hard on this final love quest. I'm glad she had to do some proving and some groveling. She needed to do that as a character after the first two books and what poor Angus went through. I'm glad that part wasn't easy for her. If it had been too easy it wouldn't have been worth it in the end.
Charlotte went through a lot of men and she did a lot of growing up along the way. It was good to have this final book where Charlotte finally knows her own mind, rights some wrongs, seeks forgiveness, stands on her own two feet and finds out what love really is.
Enjoy the following excerpt!
My phone rang before six the next morning. Who would call that early on a? I rubbed my bleary eyes and looked at the screen. The number was unfamiliar and a strange configuration. I almost shut it off, but on a hunch, I answered the call.
“Charlotte, it’s Flynn.”
“Flynn? Is everything okay?”
“Aye. I think we should talk. Turn on your computer and call me.”
Ten minutes later, Flynn appeared on the screen of my laptop.
“What’s going on?”
“I think you should move to Kansas City.”
I laughed. “What are you talking about?”
“Don’t laugh. I’m not jokin’.”
“I can’t move to Kansas City. My job’s here. My family’s here. And I don’t think Angus would even want me to.”
“Ah, he’d say he doesn’t want ya to, but I’d wager that what he wants and what he says he wants are two different things.”
I shook my head. “You’re crazy. This is what you wanted me to call you for at this hour of the morning?”
“Aye. And hear me out. I’ve been chewin’ on this all day.”
I was touched that he’d been trying to figure out a way to help me, but this idea was insane. “I’m listening.”
“You say you’ll wait for him to come back.” I nodded. “What about him? You might be willing to wait for ten years, but what about Angus? He’ll be meeting new people. He won’t be waiting around. If ya want to cook a chicken, ya have to put him in while the water’s boilin’.”
I snickered. “I don’t even know what that means, Flynn.”
“Sure ya do. If ya wait ‘til the water’s all cooled down, good luck cooking the bird. Right now the water’s boilin’.”
“No it’s not. He doesn’t want anything to do with me.”
“That’s ’cause the water’s boilin’. If it weren’t, he’d talk to ya all day long. He’s just tryin’ not to get burned.”
There was an absurd and comforting logic to what he was saying. “Keep going.”
“There’s not much more to say. Move to Kansas City.”
“That’s easier said than done, Flynn.”
“Tell me this. What needs more attention? The things in San Francisco? Or the thing in Kansas City?”
I didn’t answer him. I didn’t know what to say.
“Charlotte, give him a grand gesture. Show ’im he’s more important than the things you’ve left behind.”
“Wow. I should never have answered the phone this morning.”
We laughed. “Think about it. It might work.”
“It might not. And then I’ll be two thousand miles away from my family and I’ll have given up the best job in the world and . . . It’s all so scary.”
“But you’re brave. And if it doesn’t work out, you can go back.”
“I thought you were my friend.”
Flynn didn’t say anything right away. He just smiled. When he finally spoke, his voice was soft. “I am.”