Blog Tour~~The Other Brother by Meghan Quinn
LOUISA’S 4.5 BLUSH REVIEW
Meghan Quinn is becoming a go-to author for me. This year I have read quite a few of her books and my “Meghan Quinn TBR” is so damn long.
I jumped into this book blind. As I began reading I remembered Smalls from Co-Wrecker and My Best Friend’s Ex, which have some characters in common but this can be read as a stand-alone, but I enjoyed knowing a few of the characters and seeing how their lives have progressed…I digress…
Meghan Quinn has such a great sense of humor when writing that I can’t stop reading her book once I begin them. They become all consuming. They are funny and witty and serious and just downright phenomenal.
Aaron, this man, my heart was shattered to pieces reading his story. From childhood to adulthood he’s had it tough. He’s selfless and hardworking and sweet as can be. But don’t get me wrong, he’s no pushover he’s a bit of an alpha when he needs to be.
Amelia – returning home to be with her ailing father. Leaving her boyfriend, friend and job to go back to her hometown to be closer to him. The one bright side is she’s getting her dream job, but of course, there is a bit of a snafu – her neighbor just happens to be the man who once owned her dreams and heart. The one man who broke her heart with no explanation.
These two can try as hard as they want to deny the attraction and not resolving feelings but there is always something about your first love.
Of course, there is the problem with the boyfriend Amelia has left in the city and the angst and back and forth of what to do will keep you UP ALL NIGHT reading. And of course, there is some serious blushing happening while you read.
There is a serious undertone to this book that will give you insight into something you may have never thought about but it will surely open your eyes. Meghan Quinn has given us a book about second chance love, forgiveness and determination that will stay will you after you read it.
Why? Why does he have to magically appear in my life? Moving back to Binghamton, I thought about the possibility of maybe running into him, but I thought it unlikely, something that would never really happen.
Boy, was I wrong.
What a sick joke life is playing on me.
Aaron Walters, the boy who broke me into pieces is my neighbor.
I can’t fathom the impact I feel already.
Seeing him in hip-hugging jeans and a tight, plain shirt did a number on me. It kept me up all night as memories of what we used to have flooded my mind.
The way he used to kiss my neck.
The way I felt so protected in his arms.
Too bad his arms couldn’t protect me from his devastating, heart-breaking self.
And hell, he looked good. Too good.
He’s always been tall with handsome features and a chiseled jaw, but now he’s bulked up to the point that I could see his abs flexing under his shirt, the same shirt that stretched over his biceps.
But it wasn’t his muscles or handsome features that once again made my heart ache, it was those eyes. So bright, so blue, so kind, but still so sad. It reminded me of the first day I met him, of the day he stole my heart from every other man on the market.
Broken, unsure, yet yearning for love. It was all there, and like experiencing a moment of déjà vu, I was transported back into a time when I felt invisible, like I could conquer anything with him at my side.
Once again, I was wrong.