Thursday, November 10, 2016

A Home for Christmas (The Christmas Love List Book 3) by Jennifer Conner

Kady never thought that she and her son, Noah, would have to come back to Vine Grove. But after nearly losing everything in a fire, moving in with Mom and Dad was her only choice. 

Kady finds a job in town at the Que Syrah Syrah wine shop. The ladies who meet at the shop create a group called The Love List. They draw names of single guys in town to possibly become someone special. No way is Kady drawing a name. The last thing Kady needs is a man, she needs to concentrate on getting her life back and finding a new home. 

Local entrepreneur, Editon, has always had a crush on Kady, but she never knew. When he sees her again, all of his old feelings flood back. He’s trying to make a difference and build a community center in their small town. Will he have time to peruse Kady if she’ll take a chance on him? 

Sometimes when all you have to do is come home to find one.

Let's get the bad stuff out of the way first.  I really don't care for the main character, Kady.  The entire time that we know her, she's selfish and self-absorbed.  She's a horrible mother.  I don't like her as a person.  When she's telling her back story, I want to climb in to the story and smack her.

The story itself was actually pretty sweet.  Editon, while having a silly name, is really a gem.  He's financially stable, knows a little bit of everything, and is the ultimate do-gooder and family man.  Not to mention the fact that he's sexy, honest, genuine and funny.  You can't get a better package!  The romance portion of the story is pretty fast-paced because Editon keeps it interesting.  The entire story lasts about a month.  

This is a quick, sweet read.  I would have enjoyed having a little more information about Noah, and possibly seeing a good side to Kady, but I still enjoyed the story.

*I received a copy of this book in exchange for an honest review.  Shawn

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