I can’t remember the last time I struggled this much to finish a book. This was one of the worst romance books I have read in a long time. Basically, there is no romance. The hero and heroine literally fall in love in one night. And it’s the mooney-eyed, can’t live without you kind of love. There is no character development. There is no emotional connection. There isn’t even a real threat to their HEA. It’s sappy. It’s silly. It’s too long. And I honestly can’t think of one redeeming thing to say about it.
The premise is that Grace is raising her seven brothers and sisters now that her parents are dead. She feels like she can never marry because no man will ever want that burden, and she wants to keep her family together above all other things. But when she gets trapped at an inn with Matt, the man she had a crush on in her first season, she decides to throw caution to the wind and spend the night with him. Only she withholds her name and runs away the next morning.
By this point, Matt had already decided this mystery woman was the love of his life and the woman he would marry. (Yes, really.) Thankfully, he is such a masterful artist that he can draw her face from memory and show it around town, trying to find out her identity. She spends the first 100 pages or so hiding from him. I should have just quit there.
It doesn’t get better. Once these two reunite, they literally can’t keep their hands off each other. Despite all their good intentions, they have sex constantly. They’re surrounded by children (10!) yet they find the time and the privacy to do it all over the place. It’s a bizarre cross between a sex-a-thon and a rehash of Cheaper By the Dozen. Between all of the kids Grace is raising, along with the four sisters Matt is raising, it’s ridiculous. And let’s not forget the big old dogs for a little extra aw’shucks value.
So you spend the whole book watching Grace worry about losing the children and you think there must be a threat, right? Pretty much no. It’s her worrying. And hiding. And then having lots of sex. And then buying a bunch of stuff for the new house, because apparently these two are bottomless pits of money.
Plus a totally predictable extra-syrup on top of the already sugary ending. There is nothing I can think of that I liked. I ended up skimming in the last quarter because my eyes were glazing over. But I made it to the end… so you don’t have to.
*ARC provided by publisher
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Three Weeks to Wed
by Ella Quinn
Release Date: March 29, 2016
Publisher: Zebra Shout