All Violet has ever wanted is to run her family’s barbecue restaurant, the locally famous Fowler’s. Now, with her parents away on a long overdue vacation, and her brother living his own dreams elsewhere, it’s time to prove she has what it takes to keep her family’s legacy alive. But left alone with her fears of failure, she might be starting to buckle under the pressure.
When Abraham O'Sullivan lands at Fowler’s on his way back home, his dreams of playing professional hockey shattered by injury, a driven, delightful, and all grown-up Violet makes him an offer he can’t refuse: instead of the move back in with his parents and the I told you so he’s dreading, he can house-sit with her while he figures out his next step—staring down a post-hockey future that’s arrived well before he’d formed any kind of plan.
Once she starts playing house with Sex-God O’Sullivan, it doesn't take long before the overstressed Violet’s focus fractures. With Abe, for the first time ever, she’s found something she wants as much as Fowler's, and those mutual feelings are a threat to everything they’ve both worked toward with single-minded drive.
They’ll each have to decide if being together is worth giving up the greatest loves of their lives.
Playing House is the third book in an all new, scorchingly hot romantic comedy series from the author of Daughter of a Thousand Years and From Asgard, With Love.
In spite of being largely set in two small Minnesota towns, this romance novel was more of a wild ride then the previous one's in terms of emotions. Violet and Abe struggle to balance their mutual attraction with their dreams, and I like that Amalia acknowledged that the person Violet pictured Abe to be in her mind was different than the actual person. There's not as much sexy times, but there's a fairly good reason for this, so it's not a minus in my opinion.