My rating: 5 of 5 stars
Source: Received to Review
Genre: Clean Contemporary Romance
Book Description: After years of pinching pennies and struggling to get through art school, Emma Makie’s hard work finally pays off with the offer of a dream job. But when tragedy strikes, she has no choice but to make a cross-country move to Colorado Springs to take temporary custody of her two nieces. She has no money, no job prospects, and no idea how to be a mother to two little girls, but she isn’t about to let that stop her. Nor is she about to accept the help of Kevin Grantham, her handsome new neighbor, who seems to think she’s incapable of doing anything on her own.
Fun, compelling, and romantic, Prejudice Meets Pride is the story of a guy who thinks he has it all figured out and a girl who isn't afraid to show him that he doesn't. It’s about learning what it means to trust, figuring out how to give and to take, and realizing that not everyone gets to pick the person they fall in love with. Sometimes, love picks them.
My thoughts: When I first saw the title I immediately thought of Jane Austen's classic "Pride and Prejudice". While there are some similarities to the classic, this book has it's own character and story.
Emma is taking care of her two nieces for her recently widowed brother. She has moved to a strange town, into a strange home, with strange neighbors. Fortunately all of the strange new things in her life work well. Her neighbors are wonderful, particularly her neighbor across the street, Becky and her daughter, Sam. They hit it off immediately, but it doesn't go as smooth for the guy who lives in the house next to hers, Kevin, they butt heads immediately.
As the title alludes, Emma is full of pride and Kevin has some prejudice. These obstacles must be overcome for them to find a happily ever after.
The writing is amazing. The story flew by as I visualized it in my head. The voiced is entertaining, I was never distracted by the writing. It was wonderful. The plot drew me in and kept me captive. I loved learning more about the depth behind each character. They both have a back story that came to light at the right moments. Every thought and action was explained in a very satisfactory manner.
If you love a great clean, fun romance. There is a high chance that this one will be just what you want.
Read an Excerpt:
********************Every part of Kevin screamed at him not to take it. He didn’t want it or need it. Why couldn’t she let it go and forget about it? Why wouldn’t she let him ease some of her burdens? He wanted to—so much. It was killing him how much. But then he looked from the envelope to her eyes, and in that instant, he knew he couldn’t turn down the money. She needed him to accept it.
So he did, though he hated himself for it. To him, forty bucks was pocket change. To her, it was a weeks’ worth of groceries. “Thanks,” he mumbled.
“Thank you for loaning it to me.”
“Anytime.” His eyes captured and held hers. “I mean it, Emma. Anytime.”
“I know,” she said softly.
That would have to be enough for now. Kevin fingered the envelope, wishing there was something he could do. Something she’d let him do. “Would you like to borrow my lawnmower?” he asked tentatively, worried the question would make her go all ape on him again. “It works.”
Emma’s hand covered her mouth, muffling a strangled sound. Was that a sob or a snicker? Kevin couldn’t tell. Please don’t let her be crying. He never knew what to say or do when a woman got all weepy.
The sound came again, and Emma’s eyes filled with suppressed humor. Whew. It was a snicker. She was trying not to laugh. Did that mean he could press his luck? He gestured toward his mower. “Or, I could always mow it for—”
“No.” And just like that, all traces of humor were gone. “I’ll mow my own lawn, thanks. Then I’ll clean it up, refill it with gas, and return it to you in better shape than before. Because that’s what you do when you borrow something.” It sounded rehearsed—a lesson ingrained in her by parents or someone else. “And then I’ll find a way to repay you for everything else you’ve done for me. Because I hate—hate—being in your debt.”
Kevin stepped forward and rested his hands on Emma’s shoulders, still clutching the envelope. He shook her shoulders lightly until those beautiful gray eyes met his. “Emma, you don’t owe me anything.”
“Yes, I do.”
“No, you don’t.”
“No, you don’t,” he said firmly, then held the envelope in front of her face. “As far as I’m concerned, this makes us square.”
She didn’t try to say anything this time, only continued to stare at him with eyes that he could drown in. He lowered his hand from her mouth and shoved the envelope in the back pockets of his jeans, where he felt another envelope containing the art gallery tickets.
He pulled them out. “And speaking of not owing me anything, I happen to have two tickets for some big art gallery show tonight in Denver. They were given to me and didn’t cost a dime,” he quickly added. “Would you like to go?”
Her eyes clouded in confusion. “With you?”
No, with Sam or even Becky. Anyone but him. He was taking Nicole out tonight, not Emma. Nicole. If only his heart would stop pounding on his chest to say, “Yeah. With me.” The words were out before he could stop them. “I can see if Sam’s available to watch the girls.”
“You mean like a date?” Emma said.
Did he mean that? Kevin wasn’t sure. Everything that had seemed so clear moments before suddenly became murky and garbled. “How about we call it two friends hanging out? Something tells me you could really use a break.”
The confusion left her eyes, and she frowned. “Great. So now I’m the charity case again.”
Worried that he’d inadvertently turned up the heat on a pot that had only just begun to simmer, Kevin amended, “I meant a date. It’s like a date.”
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