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298 pages, Paperback
Published May 10, 2016
Paige ran after him. “Uncle, Uncle.” He swooped her up in his arms, thankful for something familiar.
“Why don’t I have a nickname?” The question suddenly came to him as he searched for answers.
Paige looked at him, puzzled. “What do you mean? You’re Uncle.”
“I know, but I’m not Uncle Rogan or Donk or My Travis. I’m only Uncle.”
Paige nodded, as if she was following along but still didn’t see the problem. “You don’t need a name because you’re. . . you’re the first, like the original. It’s like if I look up ‘horse’ on my ’puter, there’s the main title and then all the different kinds of horses go down from there. You’re a horse, Uncle. You’re the top guy so”—she scrunched her face and Garrett could feel the lump in his throat—“you don’t got time for silly nicknames. You’re Uncle. Get it?”
His chest squeezed and for a second, it was as if a dam somewhere was about to break. Putting his face into her strawberry hair, he hugged her tight. “I do. I get it. Thank you.”
There is just something about Tracy Ewens’ books that I enjoy. Smart, sharp romances with intelligent females and good guys. There is no posturing, no reforming a bad boy, just two people on a path to each other. Stirred is the story of Sage a mixologist and Garrett, who runs his big family farm. He puts work first, family second and his love life last. Sage has loved him quietly for almost two years and has given up on him ever getting his crap together. She embarks on a self-help book’s plan to open up and embrace her inner naughty girl. Garrett has taken care of his family since his mother left him and his two younger siblings and doesn’t have time for dating or romance. But suddenly, Sage is breaking through his barriers and he just might want a little more than friendship.