I would love to review these, talk about the intriguing dynamics, illusory metaphors and heart-wrenching relationships…
But I can’t – because
I HAVE NO PERSPECTIVE ON THIS!!!!
Not even a bit.
I am shamelessly WALLOWING in the FEELS.
‘Her dream was utterly unrecognizable to her now. She looked at those broken pieces and didn’t know what she wanted. To eat until she was full? To have enough food so her sister’s stomach didn’t growl at night? To wake up in the morning without fear?
She’d married the wrong man for all of that.
But worse, perhaps she was the wrong woman for all of that. A soul not meant for dreaming and unable to hold onto happiness.’
‘Her sudden wry grin distracted him and he nearly sliced off his thumb.
“The key,” he said with a sudden smile, “is manure. And lots of water.”
“Finally, we are lucky in our horse shit,” Melody muttered, dry as a bone.
Annie smacked her sister’s arm but he laughed. And between the lack of laughter in his life and her surprising sense of humor, he was helpless and he laughed until tears formed in his eyes.
“What happens next?” she asked.
And Cole, breathing deep, breathing all the way down into the crippled and withered edges of his lungs for the first time in years, answered, “We wait.”
“What are you doing, Melody?”
Being brave. Caring for my sister. Securing my future. Trying to resurrect the dream for the third time. None of those were things she could say. There were, in fact, no words that would convey all the things she was doing.
So she kissed him.
~ Seduced, Molly O’Keefe ~
‘Anne did not like to think that at some point she’d fallen in love with Steven during that time in the cabin, because that would be foolish. Unwise. Like putting her hand right into the fire.
But what she felt for him was a different animal than friendship, and it did not come to heel when called. It ran wild through her.’
‘When he said it that way, she saw the raspberries were a love note. Bittersweet longing to see her sister filled her. She blinked away the sudden tears, knowing that he saw them. That he saw everything.’
“You don’t pity him, do you?” Doc whispered. Her face flooded with prickly heat. “If he had asked you the same question as me, would he have gotten the same answer?”
‘His eyes met hers, and for a brief moment—the briefest, because she wanted it to last—she saw him. The warmth and the humor he so rarely showed. Time just stopped, the wind, the birds, her heart.’
~ Tempted, Molly O’Keefe ~
NO PERSPECTIVE, PEOPLE, NONE!
PS: Have to add here – there are so many things in these books that I would usually dislike – BUT I just can’t. I wanted the HEA for them SOO BAD!! (which goes to show that excellent characters cover a multitude of sins…)
PPS: There is explicit scene/s(?) in each of the novels..and they were on the high-side for me… but – I can see the reasoning behind them — and to be honest, I was so totally cheering for both couples by this point, they could’ve done pretty much anything and I’d have given them a free pass.
Excuse me – I’ll just be back here – floundering about – in my HEA-induced high…waiting until the next one comes out. Damn you O’Keefe. Write Faster.
Header Image: Frederic Remington, A Cold Morning on the Range, 1890