I just finish reading this book, and I love it, love it, I wanted more, love the characters and love how the book turn out to be. I am gone keep this short since I don't want to give anything away.
The story begging with Annie she is a single mom, she just bought a place, a quirky Main Street café on Heron Island, and she just move there with her Daughter Taylor, Annie was happy that she finally was making her dreams come true, on the day that she move in that night, she was still unpacking, when she heard the floor quirk under the wait of someone, that's when she ask the stranger if he needed help, that night after ten years of being away, Will show up just to spend the weekend, he was just gone get some stuff from his grandparents house, and sign the papers to the realtor, but when he stop to get some food and he walks into Annie place and see all the boxes, and the beautiful woman, everything change for him when he find out the his grandparents place was about to become a resort, that's when he started to think if he should stay or sale the place.
I really love and enjoy reading this book, love the way how Annie and Will are with each other, love the way how they felt for one another, I just love the story, Author Sophie Moss THANK YOU for introducing me to this amazing characters and this awesome love story love it.
Heading back to her place for the night.
She was the one who’d started this. She was the one who’d decided to take this step. But was she really ready? Was she really going to do this? Risk her heart like this?
It was only one night, right?
Then why did it feel like so much more?
“Annie.”
“Yes?”
“Look at me.”
She lifted her gaze to his. In the moonlight, his eyes seemed impossibly dark. Dark and deep and full of secrets. She couldn’t stop thinking about what Colin had said at the table, that Will could get out of any trap, any bind, any knot.
Did he see her as a trap? As someone who would tie him down, make his life complicated?
He could get out of any knot, but she was just learning how to tie them. All she wanted was to root herself to this island with as many knots as she could.
“You’re nervous,” he said.
She nodded.
He stopped walking, pulling her close under the shivering boughs of an ash tree. His hand came up, cupping her cheek. “You have nothing to be nervous about.”
But didn’t she? Didn’t she know exactly what she was getting into? There was no way she would have decided to spend the night with him if she wasn’t already halfway in love with him. And if she was already halfway in love with him, there was no way he could leave now without breaking her heart.
He ran his thumb gently over her bottom lip before his mouth lowered, brushing over hers.
Butterflies, low in her belly, began to stir. They floated up, fluttering tentatively, then flapping their wings faster, until an orange glow fanned out around her heart.
Stay.
The word pulsed inside her, a reckless hope that built with every beat of the wings.