Noah and Willow know not to mix business with pleasure. They’ve both been burned in the past, he thinks she’s too young, and she definitely shouldn’t hook up with her boss. So, they don’t. Instead, they build a friendship, while fighting an obvious attraction.
But when Noah’s called back East after a natural disaster that threatens his home and the loved ones he left behind, he’s forced to face his past with Willow by his side.
Will their turbulent pasts hold them back from giving into fate? Or will the two of them realize that they’ve been each other’s calm before the storm?
After the Storm is Noah’s time to shine although the ride through the storm was certainly bumpy and rough. I will start by saying I absolutely LOVE Noah. You got to know him in Man of my Dreams (Book 1) and I was routing #TeamNoah all the way hoping he could hold on to Mia and win her heart.
“I’m moving to San Diego without the girl, without the dream, all alone. I’ve never felt this f**king alone.”
After reading this, I am convinced without a shadow of the doubt, what happened with Mia may have made him a tad bit jaded in the love department, but it was the best possible thing that ever happened to Noah Matheson.
Willow aka Lo, works as Noah’s secretary at his company. As time goes by and a little nudging from good old Blaze, Noah finally opens himself up to a possibility with this sweet firecracker I grew to love. Willow has a past; much like Noah she was devastated and heartbroken. So much so, that she feels like she will never be good enough to love. In her eyes, she deems herself broken. Never enough of anything to keep someone interested.
But as we all know, Noah is not a quitter. If Lo thinks she can push him away she certainly has another thing coming but he’s got his work cut out for him. When these two are together it’s an explosion of delicious sexual tension and when they let go? Holy WOW, they let go! But not all is rainbows and sexy rock your world unicorns.
“So the f**k what if we have pasts that left wounds we thought we’d live with forever? My wounds have already scabbed over and the scars started to fade; hers might take a little more care to remedy the paint. Part of getting over your past is having someone to make your future bright.”
Can two people so heartbroken from their pasts come together and find a happy ending together. Can they make it through the storm, the rough and rocky weather, torrential downpours and what seemed like epic mudslides of varying emotions?
I adored this book! The writing flowed like a fine glass of Vino. Faith’s ability to break up even serious heart wrenching situations with the banter between her characters makes for an easy read. Learning to accept the flaws that other have and living with your own can get you through almost anything. Learning to love regardless of the falls can give you everything! This story has it all! Even the secondary characters, Blaze and Sloane, heck even Tori won a place in my heart. Some occupy a bigger space than others, but they are there none the less. Nothing like going back to a character you just had to know what was happening to him now and I am sure glad you did Faith! 4.5 Stars for Noah and Lo!
Copy provided for an honest review- Shera, Book Lovers Obsession Book Blog
Tilting her head and curling her hair between her fingers, her gorgeous mouth forms a megawatt smile “Wow. Every time I learn something new about you, I’m more and more impressed.”
She’s flirting, I’m not an idiot, but I don’t want to lead her on so I change the subject. “How about you? Were you born in California? I know you went to college out here from your resume, but—”
“There is no but,” she interrupts. “I have the most unexciting life imaginable. I was born and raised in Del Mar. I have two younger brothers, parents divorced when I was little, and Dad lives in Oregon with his new wife, Marcy. I went to college close to home to help Mom with the boys, and Sloane has been my best friend since fifth grade. That’s me in a nutshell. Boring, plain, uneventful. No one cares about keeping up with this Jones.”
I can’t quite read her. She rambled it off so quickly it almost sounds rehearsed. I have nothing else to go on, so I can’t tell if she’s hiding or avoiding something. I don’t pry, because I don’t like talking about my past either. And because of that, I’ve learned to always make small talk and keep the attention off me with flattery.
“I find it hard to believe that there’s anything boring about you, Willow Jones. You’re beautiful and smart and you have the whole world ahead of you.” Nice! Now I sound like her father. It just came out without thinking. I meant it as a compliment—a not too forward one—but by the wearied look on her face, I can tell she took it the wrong way. Damn, this woman brings me close to choking on my own tongue. What the hell?
“I guess you’ll just have to take my word for it since you seem to avoid me every chance you get.” She looks down again, making it impossible to read her face. She was flirting and I misled her with my goo-goo eyes.
Fuck! She found a way to catch me off guard and now I have to backtrack to fix this mess. Getting involved with a co-worker—or any woman right now—just isn’t on my to-do list. “I’m not avoiding you, Willow. I’m just not the guy for you.” I can’t say it’s not taking serious willpower to stay away. It’s hard to always be the good guy. Where the hell is Tori when I need her? I need to be bad. Very, very bad.
Instead of deterring her, my dismissal makes her bolder. Or maybe it’s the second vodka and cran. Willow pouts—intentionally, for sure—and those pretty, glossy lips snatch my attention. It’s so fucking sexy that my dick grows hard against my zipper and I shift in my seat so I don’t bring notice to the bulge in my pants. “Blaze warned me about you, you know.”
“Oh, really?” Now I’m curious. “Please enlighten me on the bullshit my friend’s fed you.” Blaze means well, but he always shares a little too much.
Willow laughs, exposing the smooth skin of her neck as her head falls back. What I wouldn’t give to taste that spot right there. Stop tempting me, Willow. You’re making this—and me—harder than it has to be.
She points a finger in my face, waving it around. “You see, if you’d accept my invitation to lunch once in a while, I could fill you in on all the bullshit he’s told me. But until I hear it from you, I’m forced to believe him.”
“Oh come, on. You’ve been working for me long enough to know I almost never take a lunch break. I eat on the site most days. That’s if I even get the chance. And like I said, I’m not the guy for you.” Keep saying it. It’s bound to sink in.
Faith Andrews lives in New York where she is happily married to her high school sweetheart. They have two beautiful daughters and a furry Yorkie son, Rocco. If she isn’t listening to Mumford and Sons or busy being a Dance Mom, her nose is in a book or her laptop. She’s a sucker for a happily ever after and believes her characters are out there living one somewhere . . .
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