When August Ends by Penelope Ward
Genre: contemporary romance
Publisher: Penelope Ward Books, Inc.
Publication Date: February 23, 2019
Rating: ★★★★✰
Noah and Heather seemed like an unlikely pair, he kept fighting it while she knew what she wanted.
Heather I found to be a likeable person. She wasn’t afraid to speak her mind and I respected that. Noah I liked as well. He is a very caring guy and I really felt that while reading this book.
with ups and downs (mostly ups) I enjoyed this story. I will say, there is something very serious that happens that hits too close to home, because someone in my life had this happen, I think Penelope wrote the part well and justly.
4 Stars!
~Alison
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Synopsis:
From New York Times bestselling author Penelope Ward, comes a new standalone novel.
What do you do when a sexy, older man moves into your family’s summer rental?
Well, apparently, you make a fool of yourself—over and over. Things didn’t exactly get off on the right foot with Noah Cavallari. Our first encounter was embarrassing, to say the least.
But despite that, I found myself waking up every day with a newfound energy. Nothing exciting ever happened on the lake—not until Noah moved into the small boathouse on our property. He’d booked it for the entire summer…and I was still trying to figure out why.
When my mother became ill, I inherited the responsibility of making sure our guests were well taken care of. I should have been in college. Instead, I was living my best life…as a maid.
Dark, handsome, and mysterious, everything about Noah screamed forbidden.
I knew he was just passing through town for the summer.
I knew he was probably too old for me.
Yet, I was drawn to him.
Not to mention, he tried to save my life when he mistakenly thought I was drowning.
I wanted him and made no secret of it.
His own attempts to warn me away soon gave way to late-night moonlight chats by the lake. We were slowly easing into a friendship that was gearing up to explode into something I might not recover from.
Because he’s leaving at the end of the summer.
And I have no idea what I’ll do when August ends