1st read: ⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️
2nd read: ⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️
Seriously Jennifer Chipman’s MMC’s are amazing. And to think I’ve only read two of her books, but I love her. The love she writes between her MC’s is sensational. This love felt so authentic.
Noelle and Matthew felt an inexplicable pull towards each other. She was the sunshine to his cold grumpy exterior. And he’s her safe place to land. They found the missing puzzle piece in their open lives in each other. It was love at first sight. And to think he saw her on campus before they officially met, and he was transfixed by her radiance. I loved so many moments from this couple, it’s crazy. Like they knew each other for about two weeks, and all they could think about was each other. How he accompanied her on her zoo trip with her residents and RA’s. Their first date at the small Italian restaurant. Their sneaky spicy time in his office. How he came to her protection when she was at a bar with her friends. And how they always seemed to bump into each other everywhere. How they spent spring break together. And how he always brought her flowers, desserts, and how he looked to cook for her. Their valentines date. I LOVED how she was there for him in his dark times. ALL of the spicy times and his dirty talk. The scavenger hunt in the epilogue 😭.
If you’re a fan of grad student x prof, grumpy x sunshine, a curvy FMC, a stranger to friends to lovers, and no third act breakup, you’ll eat this up. It has a perfect mix of fluff and spice.
Summary:
Noelle, our sunshine grad student who works at her former university as hall director, has given up on love. After a terrible experience with her ex, she doesn’t see herself going back into the dating scene anytime soon. Neither does she expect the trajectory of her life to change at a staff and faculty mixer. Matthew, former basketball player and current grumpy finance professor feels as if a crucial part of his life is missing. He thought he was happy with his current life, but he longs to share it with his one true love. In the beginning of the semester, Matthew is forced to attend a dreadful faculty mixer as per the deans orders, and he never expected to see a red-haired beauty, nor did he expect to feel a magnetic pull to her
Favorite quotes/scenes:
“I was mesmerized, and I couldn’t keep my eyes off of her. She carried herself as if the very world depended on her light, the warmth of her smile. Maybe it did.”
“Two weeks. I had known her for two weeks. Two weeks that somehow felt like an eternity, because I didn’t want to go back to a time when I had never laid eyes on Noelle Hastings.”
“It felt like my whole life, I had been waiting for someone. Waiting for this. Waiting for him. Because when he touched me… He set my soul on fire. He filled me with warmth, and happiness, and somehow… a belief that maybe, everything might be okay again. That I could lose myself in him and never let go. That he would never leave me.”
“Noelle. You’re so…” Beautiful. Enchanting. Incredible. Sexy. Honest. Loud. Ridiculously and unabashedly you.
“If I could be kissing her… Why would I bother doing anything else?”
“You vex me. You enchant me. I think you’ve placed a curse on me because all I want is you.”
“But she was mine, wasn’t she? She felt like mine. Any time I wrapped her up in my arms, the world felt calm. Like everything was going to be okay. Like as long as I had her in my life, the sun would keep shining down on my face. It would be fine. It had to be. Because there was no way I was going to let her go.”
“I would wait however long she needed before she was ready for this. For us. Because she was my girl—had been for a while, really, and I wanted… everything from her.”
“Oh, Matthew, I do think you’ve found the way to my heart. I hope you know you’re ruining me for all other men.”
“Yeah, that’s the point, baby.”
“I think you’ve ruined me, Noelle.”
“Good. Then no other girls will go near my man.”
“Your man, huh?”
“Yeah, my man. And I’m your girl, aren’t I?”
“The only one.”
“I just wanted to hear you say it again.”
“I wanted her to know that she could believe in fairytales. Because she had made me believe, and I knew that she was the woman I was born to be with. I could feel it deep within my heart, that everywhere life had taken me had just been one long journey to her.”
“Baby. I told you—you’re mine. I don’t want to let you go. I want you in my house. In my bed. At dinner with me, so I can make sure you’re not working yourself to death and that you’ve eaten. On the couch with me, watching a movie and giving me your little commentaries that I love. On a walk with me, so I can hold your hand and keep it warm. I want it all, Noelle. Every damn moment with you. I’m too selfish that I never, ever want to let you go.”
“Loving you is as natural to me as breathing. I swear, Noelle, you came into my life and wormed your way into my heart. I knew the first time I saw you that there was no one like you on this planet. No one else for me. No one but you, my sweet girl.”
“I’m yours, and you’re mine. Always and forever, okay?”
“Will you say it again?”
“Say what, baby?”
“That you love me.”
“I love you, Noelle Hastings.”
“That’s good. Because I love you too, Matthew Harper. Forever and always. I’m yours, truly.”
“Sometimes I think that everything in my life… every moment, every decision… they all led me here, to you.” (Matthew)
“I like to believe it was fate, us meeting that night. Like the universe just knew that we needed each other and gave us a little push in the right direction.” (Noelle)
“She was the sun. My own special kind of sun. She was the only one that brought sunshine into my life, and I loved her more every single day. Would love her for the rest of our lives, too, if I had anything to say about it.”
“But at the end of my story was a happily-ever-after, my perfect guy waiting for me, a cup of coffee and a book in hand. He had gently but stubbornly knocked my walls down and helped me heal the wounds in my heart, taught me with his words and actions how much he loved me. There was nothing on this earth I would have traded for him.”
“I was so in love with her, that the knowledge that I was about to marry her—that she would be Noelle Marie Harper—was enough to make a man fall on his knees.”
“Ready to go celebrate with all the people we love, wife?”
“I’m ready for everything—as long as it’s with you, husband.”