(Busy Bean, #10)
by Aria Wyatt
Publication date: September 13, 2021
Publisher: Heart Eyes Press
Cover Design: Elle Maxwell Designs
I’m a numbers girl.
Or at least I thought I was, until my formula fell apart. Back home in Vermont, with my dream on hiatus, I’m working at the Busy Bean and taking online classes. As long as I keep my focus, I’ll be back in New York City next semester. Hopefully.
When Declan O’Shaughnessy storms into the café, all muscles and tattoos, wielding his sexy Irish brogue like a weapon, the only equation I can solve is one that lands me in his bed. Even more dangerous is my growing affection for his cherub-faced little boy.
But Declan has complications of his own. He’s cagey, but I’ll win him over.
Yeah, about that focus… mine is all on him. Can we have a harmless fling without getting hurt?
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My heart is so full it might just burst …..
I went into this story already #winning. Wanna know why? Because the blurb is sassy, not too wordy and grabs your attention. At least it did mine, and it carries a bit of spark to it which I was hoping would jump into the storyline, and it did! The blurb has a hook to it, a feel if you will, and I’m happy to report that it delivered, 100%!!
There’s a lot more than the story of two people finding love between these pages. There’s a story of growth for both our leads, as individuals and as a couple. It also deals with some life circumstances respectfully and in a relatable and realistic manner. I don’t say that lightly. I’ll be the first with a pitchfork if you decide to integrate the type of subject matter that is part of this book and don’t treat it with the respect it calls for. And I am as picky as they come on this point.
The blurb does an exceptional job of luring you in without giving details and honestly, I wish there weren’t that many reviews out there that do, because the element of surprise is part of the #winning of this story. There were at least a couple times I told the author (in my head), well played! which is not an easy feat with me. I read a lot, and not seeing something coming is not usually something that happens but I didn’t see this entire story coming. It is sexy and sassy, heartbreaking yet hopeful, well developed and written, and made my heart sing from almost the beginning. I went thru a lot of different emotions while I read this book and every single one was worth it!
Go do the thing now … this book will rank in your top reads this year! #betme
The Busy Bean reminds me of my father’s pub in Galway, where I had my first drink and started my love affair with Irish whiskey. I’ve traded booze for hot cider, but I crave the inviting pub vibe of this bakery. There are plenty of bars in town—like the place right across the car park—but I don’t dare set foot in one. This is the closest I’ll allow myself.
“Hi, what can I get started for you?”
I spin toward the lilting female voice and frown. I come here just about every day and I’ve never seen this woman. She’s a pretty little thing who barely comes up to my shoulder. A black T-shirt peeks from beneath the bright yellow apron that covers her breasts. She’s cinched the tie around her waist, showcasing her hourglass figure.
“Hello?” She props both hands on her hips. “Would you like to order something?”
My gaze snaps to her face and locks on to a set of eyes the exact shade of golden amber as whiskey. With her tanned skin, and thick, honey-blonde hair, I’d swear I walked into a distillery. My throat tightens, and the hairs on the back of my neck stand on end as I try to find the words to answer.
Her mouth starts to move again, drawing my focus to her lips. Full and pink, like a wild Irish rose. “I brewed a fresh pot of coffee and the drink of the day is a dirty apple chai.” She licks those plush lips and adds, “With apples from the Shipley orchards, of course.”
My stomach twists into a knot as I glance at the section of countertop that looks like a bar. I’d give my left arm for a pint of Guinness. And I’d give both arms for some whiskey. Desperate to derail that train of thought, I force my gaze to the display of artisanal honey from some of the local apiaries. Funny how the warm amber color also reminds me of whiskey, making my mouth water.
Then again, maybe it’s blondie who’s got me salivating. Whiskey be damned, I’d sell my soul to the Devil for a taste of her.
Meet The Author
As a community pharmacist for over a decade, Aria spends the inhumane predawn hours with a cup of coffee and her laptop, gleefully indulging in her passion. A lover of love, Aria’s novels range in heat from steamy to scorching, and she gets off on fanning the flames.
Aria resides with her husband and two children in New York’s picturesque Hudson Valley, near the Catskills and iconic Woodstock. The avid reader balances marriage, motherhood, her career, and her dream. When not writing, she dabbles in photography, using the natural beauty of the region to her advantage. The cat-lover cannot live without coffee, chocolate, music & books.
Author of True North and the Compass Series, she has a soft spot for those who are searching, yearning, and ultimately, finding. Whether on a mission to find themselves, find love, find forgiveness or solace, she believes the answer is out there somewhere.
“Look closer, search harder . . . find it.”
Connect with Aria: https://linktr.ee/AriaWyatt
Series page: https://hearteyespress.com/wotn#/busy-bean/