Over the course of one wild road trip, feuding childhood sweethearts get a second chance at love in this charming rom-com—a standalone novel from the New York Times bestselling author of Blurred Lines and Good Girl.
When Lucy Hawkins receives a job offer in San Francisco, she can’t wait to spread her wings and leave her small Virginia hometown behind. Her close-knit family supports her as best they can, by handing over the keys to a station wagon that’s seen better days. The catch? The cross-country trip comes with a traveling companion: her older brother’s best friend, aka the guy who took Lucy’s virginity hours before breaking her heart.
After spending the past four years and every last dime caring for his sick father, Reece Sullivan will do just about anything to break free of the painful memories—even if it means a two-week road trip with the one girl who’s ever made it past his carefully guarded exterior. But after long days of bickering in the car turn into steamy nights in secluded motel rooms, Reece learns that, when it comes to Lucy, their story is far from over. And this time, they just might have a shot at a happy ending.
Although listed as a title in the Love Unexpectedly Series, all books in the series stand alone.
I don’t exactly love how isolated the motel is, and I’m betting the locks on the doors wouldn’t withstand a strong fart.
The way her pen moves furiously across the notebook gives me no doubts about what she’s writing: how she plans to kill me and bury the body.
Well this is progress… I’d half expected to find you ass down on the bed, melted cheese in your hair.
Just like that, the happy butterflies making Lucy’s heart beat too fast had their wings ripped off.
Mostly, it’s that freaking cologne he’s taken to wearing since that night in Miami. I don’t know what the hell it’s called, but they should rename it: Lucy Hawkins’s Cooter Kryptonite.
Love Story was essentially a cross-country road trip made by two exes in an ancient station wagon named Horny. The characters were often in conflict with each other but were otherwise appealing and likable. Ms. Layne always does an excellent job of crafting heart-squeezing backstories that keep the reader sympathetic to the characters’ turmoil and less than desirable reactions. The storyline was filled with often amusing yet generally childish bickering between the two exes, who were both still secretly pining six years later. The bickering was broken up by periods of inner musing by both protagonists, which were filled with memories of their childhood and brief romance; as well as full-blown arguments, a growing uncomfortable sexual tension, and then they circled back to bickering. Written from a dual POV – which is my favorite – Love Story was emotive, engaging, angsty, humorous, and little steamy.
In LL’s ideal world, every stiletto-wearing, Kate Spade wielding woman would carry a Kindle stocked with Lauren Layne books.