BOOK: SOMEBODY TO LOVE
AUTHOR: KRISTAN HIGGINS
***** My review: 5 breathtaking stars *****
I’ve never read a book by Kristan Higgins that I didn’t like. I simply LOVE this one. SOMEBODY TO LOVE made me get all teary eyed at the end and by the time I read the epilogue I had a few tears running down my cheeks. I’m such a sucker for a great romance. This is definitely one.
This book is pretty long. It’s about 425 pages or so. It’s every bit worth the read. Ms. Higgins does a fabulous job letting you get to know the characters and how they interact with each other. I found myself laughing so much at what would come out of their mouths.
Here are some of my favorite quotes in the book:
Parker ripped off the jeans, dimly hearing herself shrieking, and ran out of the house, through the grass and right up onto the hood of her car. “Bugger! Bugger! Jeesh!” she yelped. Her jeans were clutched in her hand. What if there were more in there? What if a whole family of rodents was in her jeans right now? She whipped the pants against the car, cracking them against the hood again and again and again, shrieking at the remembered feeling of tiny claws. On her leg. Her skin. On her ass!
“Hey, Parker” came a voice. She kept cracking.
She looked up, her breath stuttering in and out of her chest.
Thing One. Thing One was here.
“Hi,” he said, as if she wasn’t murdering her jeans against the hood. “How’s it going?”
“There was a mouse in my pants.”
He raised an eyebrow and smiled. “Lucky mouse.”
“So you got this? You can hold down the fort and all?”
“Sure, Vin. You go. Have a great time,” Parker smiled at her cousin. She couldn’t wait till Vin was gone so she could start cleaning. The shop was filthy.
“Thanks. ‘Cause I haven’t been laid in God knows how long.” She sighed. “That’s where I’m going. A sex date. And I cannot wait.”
“Thanks for sharing.”
“This guy? Knows what he’s doing,” her cousin continued, squinting appreciatively as she took a long drag on her cigarette, her face contouring into a sea of wrinkles. “Some men, it’s just in and out, right? Nawt him.”
“That’s… that’s great.”
“Does this little circly thing. Makes me crazy.” Lavinia stubbed the cigarette out on her palm, then fished her bra strap from where it had slid down her crepey, mole-encrusted arm. “He might be hairy, God knows, but once you get used to the friction, it’s all good.”
Parker had never thought of herself as a prude, nope, but damn if she didn’t throw up in her mouth a little bit.
“Well, then. Maybe you should get going. Um, traffic and all that.” Yes. That fabled traffic of Gideon’s Cove, Maine, where once in a while you had to wait four or five seconds to make a left-hand turn onto Elm Street.
“Good point, kid.” Lavinia punched Parker on the arm fondly. “Have a good day. And thanks. I’m off to have my orgasms.”
She went blithely into the house. James continued jamming the crowbar under the shingles, relishing the screech as they tore off.
Then her words sank in.
She couldn’t swim in Maine water. It was practically ice-cold. Fifty-two, fifty-five degrees? Maybe? It was high tide, too, so it’d be even colder. he tossed down the pry bar and stomped inside, folded his arms across his sweaty T-shirt and stood outside her door, ready to lecture her.
The the door opened, and he forgot what he was there for.
She was wearing a bikini.
“You want to come?” she asked.
His mouth opened, but no sound came out. Skin. There was a lot of skin. And…curves. Breasts. Shoulder. Legs. His mouth went dry. She gave him an odd look, the scooped up her hair and secured it with an elastic, and his eyes slid down to her rack, because my God, that was a fantastic-
“I know. Cellulite. I’ve gained eleven pounds this past year.” She stared down at her torso, then sighed. “Oh, well. Maybe I can swim some off. Come on, Beauty.” She grabbed a towel and headed through the kitchen.
Her ass was…well, he was unable to summon actual words at the moment, as there was no blood flowing upward. And that scrap of fabric-red fabric- thank you, Jesus. Hard to believe she’d kissed him once, and speaking of hard, she was so beautiful and perfect and luscious, bad enough that he’d had to listen to her shower every morning, and-
But wait, wait, wait.
She couldn’t swim in that water.
Lucy looked at her hand for a minute, and twisted her wedding ring. “It’s just that sometimes, the right guy seems really wrong. And sometimes, it’s easier to grab hold of an excuse, because really going for it, putting yourself out there… that’s hard. You know that. You saw me through that last year.”
Parker conceded the point with a nod.
“So, welcome to the world, Parker. Loving someone can be terrifying.” She set her glass down gently. “And it’s worth it.”
Please, please give this a read if you like Contemporary Romance. You’ll find yourself smiling and laughing throughout the story. Really. It’s that good.
Brava, Ms. Higgins! And thank you for making my heart smile with this story. It is such delight.