Aspiring chef Cade Maxwell is immediately, viscerally attracted to Winter Jacobson. But it’s not her mouthwatering curves he’s drawn to–it’s the strange emptiness in her eyes. When Cade saves her from a drunken customer with grabby hands, he’s shocked at her response…

Winter doesn’t need Cade’s help. After a lifetime of getting by on her own, she’s happy to rely on herself. She’s exactly seventy-six days away from graduating college, and if she can hold it together that long, she’ll finally be able to rise above the crappy hand she was dealt.

But now, every time she turns around, Cade is there, ready to push her, smile at her, distract her from her plans. Winter knows she can’t afford to open up–especially to a man she’s terrified to actually want…

My Review

I have never read anything by this author before but I was intrigued by the Synopsis and thought it would be a good read. I immediately loved Winter, she was just this strong type personality that needed no one and didn’t take any poo from anyone. Cade took me a little longer to warm up too, which is why I paused a few times reading this book. Mostly because it was hard picturing a bad ass looking dude with tat’s and piercing as a chef but then I think hey Guy Fieri and I’m like ya, okay I see it. Totally did not see the turn this book took (in a good way) in terms of the sex. It was pretty hot and explicit, two of the things I love about any book. I really empathized with Winter and the struggle of Ramin noodle and cardboard pizza dinner. I felt what the characters were feeling when they were feeling them and that is a result of good writing. Brighton Walsh tells a story in such a way that is sucks you in and makes you pause and just, feel. Once I did get into the meat of the book though? It was amazing and I loved that it wasn’t a typical HEA and it was more realistic than …he loved me I loved him and we were happy.

Great lead into the next book in the series, I have a feeling Jason is gonna be Dirty in such a good way! Good Job Brighton!

4 out of 5 Stars!

Brighton Walsh spent nearly a decade as a professional photographer before deciding to take her storytelling in a different direction and reconnect with her first love: writing. When she’s not pounding away at the keyboard, she’s probably either reading or shopping–maybe even both at once. She lives in the Midwest with her husband and two children, and, yes, she considers forty degrees to be hoodie weather. Her home is the setting for frequent dance parties, Lego battles, and more laughter than she thought possible. Visit her online at brightonwalsh.com.

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