Hook, Line, and Sinker
Hook, Line, and Sinker - Tessa Bailey
my review : ✮✮✮
This is the sequel to the hot & fun book It Happened One Summer. You could read it as a standalone, but I wouldn’t!!
I found this story to be a totally cute & sexy romance.
This is a friends-to-lovers story, which is a really darling trope. Except…. it’s hard to call these two friends as it’s painfully obvious they love each other from page one! Not a spoiler!! Just something you know the minute you pick it up.
Here’s the situation: Fox is a hot playboy/rugged fisherman living in Westport, WA. He met Hannah, who is a production assistant living in LA, a year ago and they’ve begun a platonic friendship ever since. Except… Fox has never had a female friend and is totally thrown off by this new dynamic. When Hannah has to come to Westport for a few weeks for work… guess whose guest room she has to stay in! Yay for forced proximity! These two spend a lot of time trying to tackle their inner demons so they can potentially take a run at dating. We have alternating POVs which is a treat, and I loved revisiting our darling characters from It Happened One Summer.
I have never said this about a book, but I think my favorite part of the book was the prologue & epilogue.
While at times I found the internal dialogue long winded, I overall enjoyed the story and would recommend. I think overall It Happened One Summer is better, but sequels always struggle to live up to the original (Hello… Magic Mike II). Oh! Also, this is not the same BRAD level as It Happened One Summer (I would give it 🌶🌶), but the story was worth the read in my opinion.
Best paired with a Hibiscus Honey from West Seattle Brewing… Fox would love it. If you can’t find that exact beer pick up any local lager!!
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you’ll love this book if you love:
It Happened One Summer
A lightly steamy romance
my favorite quote:
“I could tell by the way you looked at her, she was something real special.” “How did I look at her?” He was afraid to find out. “Ah, son. Like a summer day showing up after a hundred years of winter.”
