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Can you tell it is getting close to Christmas? I’ve saved some fantastic, festive reads to share with you and this is another that is part of the Harlequin Winter Believer Tour. Today I’m sharing my review of the Love Inspired Opening His Holiday Heart by Renee Ryan. Read on to find out my honest thoughts about this lovely, festive, second chance romance as well as the opportunity to read the books’ blurb, an extract from it, along with information about its author!
With a little boy’s help, can he let go of painful memories? Casey Evans wants no part in the holidays, which is a major problem for Mayor Sutton Wentworth. Sutton has her heart set on their town winning a national Christmas contest, and Casey’s refusal to decorate his coffee shop could ruin everything. Thankfully, her precious son has worked his charms on Casey. But can one little boy—and his mother—change the mind of the local grinch?
This is a contemporary romance with some surprises Casey Evans is the local grinch who no one realises Just needs inspiring again to join in the fun Instead of shutting himself away until Christmas is done! Mayor Sutton Wentworth recently returned to town once again And she's giving Casey lots of pain She's wanting to win a national Christmas contest that may Help put the town on the map of visitors, sending them their way. This is a story of her son, Toby, and how he Helps bring recognition of secrets to unite the three. Sometimes loyalty, trust, helping others and not sharing Makes them believe you're no longer caring. It is a story of forgiving the past, Moving on to look to the future at last. Filled with festivities, laughter, families and romance A heartwarming, love inspired love given a second chance. For my complementary copy of this book, I say thank you, I throughly enjoyed reading it and this is my honest review.
“You didn’t have to offer to help Toby. I would have figured something out. Somehow, I would have–”
“I know, Sutton. You always figure something out. It’s what you do.” The words sounded more like a criticism than a compliment.
She tried not to flinch. “Still,” she persisted, “I’m grateful and I owe you.”
They were nearly the same words she’d said to her father barely an hour ago. By the look on Casey’s face, they didn’t sit any better with him than they had with Beau Fowler.
In fact, Casey just stood there, his face going blank. “You don’t owe me anything, Sutton. Got it?” He leaned in a little closer, held her stare a beat too long. “Not one single solitary thing.”
She’d insulted him. She heard it in his voice. Saw it in the way his shoulders tensed up. “I didn’t mean to imply—”
“Sure you did. Although, I’m not surprised.” He set his jaw and pulled back from her. “You aren’t exactly gifted at accepting help from others.”
Now he’d insulted her. “Look, Casey. If you want to back out, do it now, while I have time to find someone else—”
He let out a stab of laughter. “Oh no. Uh-uh. Don’t throw your doubts back on me.”
“I wasn’t. I was simply saying there’s still time to change your mind.”
“Let’s get a few things straight, shall we? First, I never offer to do anything I don’t want to do. Second, I made a promise to a little boy and I never back out on a promise. Not. Ever. My word is solid. Golden. Unaffected by time, distance or a change in circumstances.”
Sutton sensed they weren’t talking about Toby or the Soap Box Derby anymore. Casey’s tone was too fierce, his expression too intense, his words too pointed. She thought about asking him to clarify, but he was still talking.
“And finally, I like Toby. He’s a great kid. I also like building cars. I’m good at it. Your son and I are going to have a lot of fun. It’s really that simple, Sutton. Don’t make this more complicated than it needs to be.”
He was right. About all of it. She was overthinking the situation. A character trait that had served her well as an attorney. But in this instance, she’d gone too far and now she felt ridiculous and defensive. Should she apologize? Maybe lighten the mood?
Definitely the latter. “Well, I guess you told me.”
“I guess I did.” He cracked a smile, the boyish one that included the infamous head tilt, and just like that the tension between them was replaced by something far more potent. “So?” he asked, eyebrows lifted. “Are we heading inside now?”
He opened the door. She followed him into a gorgeous foyer, unable to keep the awe off her face.
Renee Ryan grew up in a Florida beach town outside Jacksonville, FL. Armed with a degree in Economics and Religion from Florida State University, she explored various career opportunities, including stints at a Florida theme park and a modeling agency. She currently lives in Savannah, Georgia with her husband and a large, fluffy cat many have mistaken for a small bear. Renee can be contacted through her website at http://www.reneeryan.com