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OUR REVIEW:
I remember reading the first chapter of Marcus and Maisie's story and it just felt so romantic. The chance meeting, the rain, the instant connection--all of it hooked me and had me excited to read more. Their story was the epitome of "forbidden" and "instant". There's no way Marcus and Maisie should've been together since their families seemed to be mortal enemies but the heart wants what the heart wants and their hearts wanted each other, despite what their families past seemed to predict. And as far as instant...well from the first moment they ran into each other, they were addicted to each other and that remained a constant for them both.
These two were an interesting pair. Marcus, the Bennet I thought was so cold and stoic, was really emotive underneath that cool exterior. He was romantic and mushy and, in my mind, the more Austenian of all of the Bennets so far. The way Staci Hart wrote him was definitely in the vein of Austen--his language was flowery and romantic and thoughtful. He was the real heart of this novel which is not to say that Maisie didn't also have aspects of this but her journey was different. She had the epitome of the wicked witch as a mother and while she was warm and kind and the perfect counterpart to Marcus, her journey to happier days required her to be a little less dreamy and a little more real. Which now that I'm thinking about doesn't mean she didn't have this ethereal quality about her but I think I was just surprised at what a big softie Marcus was that I attribute that more to him than to her?
Mum's the Word was such a pleasant surprise. Marcus wasn't what I expected at all. Their forbidden insta-love is perfect for someone who wants a modernized Austen novel. Annnnnd, the chapter for the upcoming love story of Laney (and Jett) have me super excited to see how they'll be the next to fall under at the hands of Staci Hart.
He’s so emotive underneath that cold stoic exterior
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Falling in love with a Bennet is not an option.
My mother has summoned me home to take my place at Bower Bouquets, and as the heiress, I’m expected to do as I’m told. I’m expected to sit by her side as she does her best to decimate the Bennet family and their flower shop, Longbourne. I’m expected to play by her rules, or she’ll ruin me too.
But the day I crash into Marcus Bennet changes everything. And the kiss seals the deal. If my mother finds out, I’ll lose everything—my family, my life, my security. Worse, she’ll make sure the Bennets pay for my mistakes.
Falling in love with a Bennet is not an option.
But I might not have a choice.
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Everyone hates parts of their job.
Maybe it’s the paperwork. Maybe it’s the day-to-day grind. Maybe it’s that client who never knows what they want, or the guy who always cooks fish in the microwave.
But not me. I love every corner of the Longbourne Flower Shop, every flower, every petal, every stem. I love the greenhouse, and I love Mrs. Bennet, my boss. I love creating, and I love being a florist. I don’t hate anything at all.
Except for Luke Bennet.
The Bennet brothers have come home to help their mom save the flower shop, and Luke is at the helm. His smile tells a tale of lust, loose and easy. He moves with the grace of a predator, feral and wild. A thing unbridled, without rules or constraint. When he comes home to save Longbourne, I almost can’t be mad at him. Almost.
He doesn’t remember that night I’ll never forget. That kiss, touched with whiskey and fire. It branded me like a red-hot iron. But it meant nothing to him.
Everyone hates part of their job, and I hate Luke Bennet.
Because if I don’t, I’ll fall in love with him.
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They say there’s no such thing as perfect.
But I’ve built my life to perfection—the perfect boyfriend, the perfect apartment, the perfect career planning celebrity weddings. My job—my only job—is to make sure every event is absolutely and completely perfect.
What’s not perfect? Kash Bennet.
And I wish I didn’t find that so appealing.
I could have told you every perfectly imperfect thing about the gardener at Longbourne. Like his hair, lush and black and far too long. Or his nose, the flat bridge of a Greek god, bent a little like it’s been broken. Or his size. Beastly. Roped and corded with muscles, gleaming with sweat and peppered with dirt. There’s no escaping him, not if I’m going to use his family’s flower shop for my events.
But nothing is what it seems. And in the span of a heartbeat, my perfect life is turned inside out. They say the best way to get over somebody is to get under somebody new. When Kash offers his services to the cause, it sounds like the perfect plan.
What’s not part of the plan? Falling in love with the gardener.
But they were right—there’s no such thing as perfect.
And I’m the fool who finds out the hard way.
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