I received this book for free from Author in exchange for an honest review. This does not affect my opinion of the book or the content of my review.What HappensTomorrow by Elle Michaels
Published by Self-Published on May 19th 2014
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No one knows what happens tomorrow...
When Brooke Adams suffers the unimaginable, she knows her heart will never be whole again. Faced with the choice of giving in to her grief, or fighting to regain a resemblance to the life she once knew, she chooses to fight.
Not ready to give up, Brooke starts a new life where no one knows her past. As she slowly puts the pieces of her life back together, Brooke meets her neighbor, Tyler Reynolds. Soon, he becomes her friend, her rock...
and her complicated constant.
Despite her best efforts, she finds herself falling for him, but what will happen if Tyler learns the truth about her past and realizes just how deep the damage is?
The risk might be too much...
Reviewed by Joanne
*An E-ARC was supplied to me by the author*
This is a really emotional story, the main character Brooke has gone through the worst thing imaginable for a mother and my heart broke for her.
When we first meet Brooke, she has moved away from her home, to avoid the painful memories and rebuild her life. In her new apartment complex, she meets Jenna and Tyler and both quickly become her best friends.
When Tyler admits to Brooke that he wants more than a friendship she is wary to say the least. She is only just starting to get back on her feet, and is so worried to let anyone get close to her because she couldn’t cope with the loss. I could see where Brooke was coming from as Tyler is her rock, if the relationship didn’t work out, she would also lose her best friend too.
I loved Tyler, completely loved him. From his description with his piercing blue eyes (I’m picturing Chris Pine here *swoon*!) to his absolute devotion to Brooke. He’s so gentle, patient, caring, and he knows what Brooke needs when she doesn’t even realise it herself. He knows when to give her space and take a step back, and he knows just how hard he need to push when she needs that little nudge in the right direction!
I really liked Brooke too, but there were times where I wanted to give her a shake – especially the way she looked at her marriage with Matt through rose tinted glasses. Through flashbacks we see glimpses of him and he was far from perfect. He didn’t treat Brooke with respect, and was nowhere near the man Tyler is. I wanted her to stop living in the past and move on, and ultimately that is what this story is about. It was beautiful watching Brooke open up and start to embrace life, to put the ghosts of her past to rest and start living again.
This was a fantastic debut from Elle Michaels, she made me cry tears of sadness, but she also made me cry tears of joy, and I can’t wait to see what’s next from her!
I am in such a rush to get home to Charlie that I turn around, steaming coffee in hand, and walk right into this …um
…very handsome man’s chest.
I feel like such a loser.
“Oh my god…I can’t believe I just did that! I am so sorry! Are you all right? Did I burn you?”
Did I burn you? Duh!
Of course I’ve burned him! I’ve completely, second degree burned someone with a cup of coffee.
“I’m okay,” he says with a slight smirk across his lips as he pulls his coffee-soaked dress shirt away from his chest. How could he be all right? He’s lying. That coffee was ridiculously hot. I know. I had to ask the barista to double cup it.
Suddenly, I’m completely taken by how handsome my coffee covered stranger is. Trying not to look obvious, I cautiously eye him up and down, drinking in this incredibly sexy, rugged looking businessman. He’s taller than I am, I’d guess around six feet, with short, dark-sandy hair.
And his eyes…
He has the most alluring ice-blue eyes I have ever seen. Definitely the poster boy of what you would expect a man from California to look like.
Those eyes…a girl could seriously get lost in those eyes. Dressed in navy slacks and a crisp, white, linen shirt…okay,
so it’s no longer crisp and white. His sleeves are rolled up, exposing tanned and toned forearms. I wonder how it would feel to have those wrapped around me. Then it dawns on me…how long have I been standing her staring at him?
God, I hope I wasn’t too obvious!
Snapping myself back to reality, it’s apparent that the hot coffee I’ve spilled on him burns as I notice him wince.
“Really, it’s okay,” he says with a small chuckle.
Please say he didn’t notice me staring.
I rush to grab some napkins from the barista, but when I turn back around the handsome stranger is gone.
He’s left without saying a word.
I can’t say that I blame him. I must have looked like a crazy person because I most definitely was acting like one.