Release Date: August 24, 2020
SYNOPSIS: When we were only kids, Sam Harris and I made a promise we’d marry each other if we were still single when we turned thirty. Well, my thirtieth birthday has come and gone and I’m still as single as ever. And as far as I know, so is Sam. But it’s been ages since we’ve seen each other, and after what he did to me our senior year of college, I wouldn’t put his ring on my finger even if he begged me to marry him. Never mind his devilish good looks. Or the fact that the playboy partier is a doctor now.
Nope, I’m sticking to my guns with this, and when I go back to my hometown of Silver Ridge for the first time in years, I won’t pay him the slightest bit of attention. Well…until he convinces me to go out for drinks to catch up. I knew it was a bad idea the moment I agreed to it. And then he brings up our childhood promise. It might be fun and games to him, but it’s not to me. Because as much a I don’t want to admit it, Sam has always been my first choice. And I don’t want to be nothing more than his backup plan.
REVIEW: This book reminded me a lot of Cheat Codes/End Game, the duet that began the Dawson Family Series. I also didn’t know it was a duet when I signed up to review (I’m not a huge fan of duets)–I found the pacing slow, but I think that’s my aversion to duets. I think I would have loved it more if I could have finished the whole duet in one go. I had mixed feelings about Cheat Codes/End Game (because it was a duet), but by reading it I was setup to love the Dawson Family and all the books that followed. And LOVE them I did, especially Dean’s story, which is where we meet Sam the lead in this book (Dean ends up with Sam’s sister Rory). And we get guest appearances from Dean and Rory in Backup Plan!
Chloe was a character I could get behind. She’s a nerd, successful, yet utterly human. I enjoyed seeing her struggles and strengths. Sam is sweet, but he can be utterly clueless. I loved the glimpse of them in high school and how kind Sam was. And once they finally saw each other again as adults, I was excited to see how it would go. I did see the cliffhanger coming, but I am here for it. I am really looking forward the the second book in this duet to see what happens!
Thank you to Valentine PR and Emily Goodwin for the eARC in exchange for an honest review!
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Sam leans against the counter watching me. His gaze on me is intimate again,
and I can feel my resolve slipping away beneath my feet. “I know they’re in here
somewhere,” I mutter. “Dad never throws anything out.” I rustle through old pill
bottles. “Ah-ha!” Smiling, I grab what I was looking for.
“Are you sure you should be taking expired muscle relaxers?” Sam asks,
crossing his arms over his chest in a way that I so don’t notice his muscular
biceps bulging against the sleeves of his black t-shirt.
“Are you sure you should be telling me what to do?” I retort and struggle to
untwist the childproof lid.
“Well I’m a doctor, so when it comes to taking medication, yes. I should be
telling you what to do, and taking old medication isn’t smart.”
“Touché,” I say with a forced smile, eyes narrowing. The last thing I need is
Sam fucking Harris judging me. “It’s easy to forget you actually got accepted and
then graduated from medical school.”
Sam laughs and plows a hand through his thick brown locks, messing them up
in a way that looks way too fucking good on him. On anyone. His lips pull into a
half-smile and his eyes meet mine. “With honors,” he adds. “Don’t forget that I
graduated with honors.”
“Who’d you have to sleep with to get that?” I spit back, working hard to keep
my composure. I will not crumble…I will not crumble…
“Whoever I damn well wanted to,” he says with a shrug. “Though that had
nothing to do with my exceptionally good grades.” He parts his lips, tongue
darting out to wet them. He knows exactly what he’s doing, and I wonder if this is
a game to him, seeing how easily I’ll cave and fall back on our pact. He doesn’t
want the night to end in marriage, no way, but he wants to get what he couldn’t
Me, naked in his bed. And dammit, I really want that too.
“Let me,” he says, closing the distance between us, and cups his hands around
mine. It’s then I notice all over again just how grown up Sam has become. Where
once stood a boy stands a man, and he’s all man now. He was always athletic
before, but he’s filled out, thick with pounds of muscle. The boyish, playboy
charm still sparkles in his eyes, but it’s peppered with something that alludes to
experience, something that promises he knows his way around a woman’s body
and he never disappoints.
“These expired seven years ago.” He holds up the bottle. “If you’re that
desperate, let me prescribe something for you.”
I let out a breath and bring my hand to my shoulder, pressing my fingers into
my stiff muscle. It’s really not that bad; nothing a trip to a good massage therapist
wouldn’t cure. Yet there’s nowhere to get a decent massage in Silver Ridge,
evidence perhaps that I’ve grown too used to my cushy and very extra LA lifestyle.
“Or,” Sam goes on, deep voice like gravel as he sets the pills down on the
counter, “I could do this.” He takes a step back and brings his hands to my
shoulders, gently massaging them. His large hands are warm against my skin.
Deft fingers work right into the knot above my shoulders blade, and some of the
pain immediately leaves me, only to be replaced by a different kind of pain. It’s
not physical, and it’s rooted in a deep longing for something I’ll never have.
Emily Goodwin is the New York Times and USA Today Bestselling author of over a dozen of romantic titles. Emily writes the kind of books she likes to read, and is a sucker for a swoon-worthy bad boy and happily ever afters.
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