Four years ago, my dreams were shattered in an instant.
Three months ago, I found something I haven’t had in years.
That hope came in the form of a sexy, carefree hockey player named Brody Murphy. He swooped in and won me over with his big heart and the way he cared for me…and my girls. When they look at him, they see the father they’ve never had.
Now, my past and present are colliding and the outcome might just be too much for me to bear. Can I make the right decision when I’ve spent my whole life making the wrong ones?
And here I thought that the first book in the series, Room for You, was good. Pshh…
Second books can be tricky. We’re over the whole attraction/fall in lovey dovey stage and have taken a flying leap right into the meat and potatoes of the relationship. This can work out really well for the author or, let’s face it, completely suck. I’ll be honest, I was skeptical at first. I liked Room for You. I liked Kacie. I liked Brody. Uh, who didn’t? And I LOVED the twins. I wasn’t sure it could get better. Then along came Room for More and I was floored.
Needless to say, Beth hit this one outta the park. Oh, wait… wrong sport. She scored a goal? A hat trick? Nope, wait, that’s three. Oh Christ, I give up. It’s just awesome; that’s all you need to know.
As I neared the end of Room for You I found myself thinking, “Oh, how sweet. That was a pretty basic story,” and then *BOOM* Zach was back. Beth, you sneaky little witch, you left all of us hanging out on a limb waiting to find out what would happen next. This dirt bag of a man left five years ago and just as Kacie has finally found happiness, he’s popped back up. Figures. He’s like herpes! He won’t go away! One flare up in five years isn’t so bad though. Anyway… The book ended and I was stuck biting my nails with endless question flitting through my mind. Does he want Kacie back? Will he fight her for the twinkies? Is he going to cause trouble? Why did he leave in the first place? I’m telling you, an abundance of questions.
After much nail biting and hair pulling, along came Room for More, and slowly but surely Beth began to answer each and every one of my questions.
Lauren’s words of wisdom:
Do not hide anything from your significant other, especially a magically appearing ex. It is NEVER a good idea to wait to tell someone you love something they may have issue with. Never. It always comes back to bite the “waiter” in the ass. Every. Stingle. Stinkin’. Time. Don’t do it. Kacie in all her infinite wisdom decides that keeping Zach from Brody is the best thing to do. She has good intentions, I’ll give her that. It’s just never a good idea. Skeletons always seem to make their way out of the closet.
Gosh, there’s just so much I want to say about this book…
Here’s just a few little thought snippets:
Holy snots! I don’t think they get any cuter than those two. They’re like two spunky, sweet little balls of perfection! And when Brody decides they should all Twinkie swear instead of pinkie swear. Ugh, forget it. If I hadn’t already fallen in love with the man, it would have completely sealed the deal. Any man who is MAN enough to love someone else’s kids as if they were his own is just… he’s… perfection.
I wanted to hate him. I wanted to SO badly. I just… couldn’t. He messed up- big time- but he had his reasons. Life would have been so much easier if Zach hasn’t been in that hospital room. It was both a blessing and curse…
It was really awkward sitting on a bench with your children’s estranged father, whom you’ve spent the last five years despising, discussing your new boyfriend, who just happens to be the star goalie of your state’s professional hockey team. I felt like I was living in the twilight zone. All other Monday’s would be easy compared to this one.
Viper (and Darla, too):
I can’t help but love this messed up man. He and Darla added some comic relief to the book. Just thinking about the two of them puts a goofy smile on my face. Viper is the kind of man you love to hate or hate to love. One of those. Darla. Well, that chick could be my best friend. She has no filter. She just word vomits all over everything and everyone. She’s incredible.
Brody and Kacie:
If you loved him in Room for You, you will love him even harder in Room for More. He calls Kasie his “more.” Did you just swoon a little? Lord knows I did. “I love you, More.” Ugh… I melted. Like I said earlier, it takes a strong man to take on the father role to two children that are not his. He’s balls to the wall ah-mazing.
I heart Kacie. She’s strong, intelligent and hardworking. She’s a kick ass mother to two incredible little people. She’s got a heart of gold and wants to do right by everyone –always- even when they don’t deserve it. Love, love, love her.
If you can’t tell by now, I adored this book. Honestly. I know it’s early in the year, but I can already tell it’s going to be one of my favorites. It’s more than a love story. It’s one family’s struggle to become…more. They need to learn to bend and blend; to become something bigger and better. It’s just beautiful and I for one loved it.
“Lucy, this is mommy’s . . . friend, Zach.” I smiled.
“Hi.” She grinned at him.
His face visibly relaxed a little after my introduction. “Hi, Lucy. Nice to meet you.”
She flashed another smile at him before running off with her leaf to find Piper.
He looked at me wide-eyed. “Holy shit.”
That mega-watt smile I remembered from five years ago flashed at me. “She looks just like me.”
I stared at him for a second and rolled my eyes. “Trust me, I know. I’ve been staring at that face every day for six years. That part hasn’t been easy.”
“She has my smile.”
“And your puppy dog eyes.”
I felt him staring at me, but I couldn’t bring myself to look at him. Something hung in the air between us. Not quite a spark and not quite nothing. It was history. Good or bad, I shared something with him that I didn’t share with any other person on this planet, not even Brody.
ABOUT THE AUTHOR:
Beth Ehemann lives in the northern suburbs of Chicago with her 4 crazy kids and her husband, who’s also a big kid most of the time. She loves reading, photography, martinis and all things Chicago Cubs.