
In part one Aubrey learns how to admit the things she really loves and start living by her own standards and not other people’s. It was a bit exhausting.īut back to the story. The actor didn’t quite manage in this book, he overdid his accent, and he overdid his tone of voice, in a way that it sounded like he was shouting all the freaking time. But I had a lot of issues with the second part of the book and I blame that entirely on the narrator, Aaron Abano. I loved part one, which is narrated by Michelle Ferguson and she did an amazing job. Part 2 is all about grovelling and Chance trying to win Aubrey back. Part 1 is all about the road trip, and Aubrey and Chance getting to know each other and falling in love, and while we know that Chance is keeping a secret and holding back, we don’t know why until part 2. It made a lot of sense to divide the book like this. Part one is told through Aubrey’s POV, and is set 2 years before part 2, which is told through Chance’s POV. The book has an unique distribution, where it’s divided in two parts. I started this one on a whim, and once again it made me laugh out loud and completely forget the world while listening to it, so YAY. Because the writing is great, the collaboration between these two authors produce fantastic books. I think I’m trying to go through all the Vi Keeland and Penelope Ward’s books, because they just make me feel good. I wasn’t supposed to fall for the cocky bastard, especially when I knew we’d be going our separate ways.Īll good things must come to an end, right?Įxcept our ending was one I didn’t see coming. I thought he wanted me too, but something was holding him back.


I wanted him, but Chance wouldn’t make a move. It was all fun and games until things got intense.

My ordinary road trip turned into the adventure of a lifetime. Next thing I knew, we were traveling together, spending sexually-tense nights in hotels and taking unplanned detours. He was someone who belonged in my wildest fantasies instead of a rest stop in the middle of Nebraska.Ī sexy, cocky, Australian named Chance was the last person I expected to run into on my cross-country drive.
