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150 pages, Kindle Edition
Published December 7, 2015
My Rating: 5 out of 5 stars
Ok Wow. Jodi Vaughn, the princess of paranormal, has written a contemporary romance that will knock your socks off or at least make you spill your wine.
Lost Without You, book one in her Cloverton series is beautifully written as one would come to expect if you have read her Rise of the Arkansas Werewolves series. If you haven’t what rock have you been hiding under???
The heroine, Grace Witherspoon, is broken but strong, reserved but confident. Moving to a new town to escape her past and hell bent to make it on her own (thank Garth Brooks for that line lol). She finds herself in Cloveton. A quaint small town where everybody knows EVERYTHING about EVERYBODY. Boy she picked the wrong town is she wanted to go incognito lol. Anyway where was I? Oh yes well one day walking into the local grocery she realizes that is can not stop a moving car with her ass and gets clobbered.
Behind the driver seat is Allison. Oh Allison I loved her she is super sweet but clearly does not know how to drive lol. She feels horrible about hitting Grace and sends her brother to check on her.
In comes the Hero, Sloan Jackson, (I love that freaking name!) Allison’s brother and town cop with his own troubled past. He is instantly smitten by Grace and her fierce independence. But Grace is understandably guarded and Sloan is understandable reluctant to pursue her.
So with some coaching (and wine) from Allison and her friend Tabitha (love her!) the two strike up a friendship but quickly realize that they are not meant to be friends. They are meant to be together.
She starts a job teaching dance and things look like they are finally improving for her but when secrets are revealed the town (and Sloan) turns their back on her. Will he forgive her or will she be left beautifully broken? Ok that sounded cheesy but I just want to hug this freaking book!
Favorite Scene: The snake
Favorite Quotes:
In a small town everyone is family.” Tabitha plopped down in her seat and pulled out the chair next to her. “Sit next to me, Grace. That way I won’t have to pass the wine.”
”It’s been an hour and thirteen minutes since I’ve kissed you.” Her heart caught in her chest. “You counted the time?” “No, I counted the minutes.”
Something in her shifted, cracking the barrier she had so carefully erected to keep others out of her heart. One hot cop comes along with a sledgehammer of tender words destroying all those walls she’d built.