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REVIEW by Kayla: The Simple Life by Tara Sivec – Includes an Excerpt!

Brooklyn Manning thought her life was perfect in every way, until it crumbled down around her and turned into a dumpster fire. With her pride wounded and her tail tucked between her legs, she leaves New York and goes back to her tiny hometown of White Timber, Montana.

No more twenty-four-hour taco trucks, no more shopping at the best designer stores within walking distance, no more giving taxi drivers the finger when they angrily honk at her. She didn’t think it could get any worse. But then Clint Hastings walked into the room and insulted her.

Her arch nemesis from high school is no longer a nerdy computer whiz, masturbating to pictures in PC World magazine in his free time (allegedly). He’s grown up to be a hot-as-hell cowboy, and she has no other choice but to be a smart ass right back to him. After all, it’s what they do. It’s what they’ve always done, and twelve years apart hasn’t changed anything.

Only this time, getting under each other’s skin is a hell of a lot more fun than it used to be.

*A standalone romantic comedy with a lot of heart*

 

 

 

 

About the Book

The Simple Life
by Tara Sivec

Series
n/a; standalone

Genre
Adult
Contemporary Romance
Comedy & Humor

Publisher
Independent

Publication Date
October 17, 2018

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Kayla’s Review

The simple life by Tara Sivec was a mess. Or at least I was anyway after finishing it. I was a mess through this entire two-hour read. There were tears, laughter, and downright swoon worthy moments I couldn’t  help but smile at. What I love most bout Tara’s books is that I’m always laughing no matter the book. Tara’s witty humor never fails to not bring a smile to my face. The Simple Life was no exception. Brooklyn Manning might just be my favorite heroine to date she has written. The story had so much raw emotion behind it I didn’t feel like I was reading a book. I was simply caught up in a movie of words.

I will say I’ve never been a fan of books with a single parent as the main character. I’ve read too many books that promise a good storyline to end up with a headache from the drama of it all. I’ve never been attracted to the storyline for this simple reason. I was taken back after diving two chapters in, having already been hooked, to find what the synopsis failed to give-of a single dad raising his kids. However, Tara has warmed my cold black heart to slowly starting to enjoy such reads. After you get to know Mia and Grace it’s impossible not to love them after all.

I can’t recommend this read enough. The Simple Life is one of my top favorite 2018 reads to conclude this year.

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Excerpt

A few seconds later, the man I saw riding the horse out front walks into the room with his cowboy hat-covered head tipped down low so I can’t see his face, carrying Mia in his arms.

Oh, screw you, ovaries!

No, I still don’t like children, but come on! Seeing a hot, manly cowboy wearing tight jeans, with his cowboy boots thumping across the floor, and carrying a kid in his arms would make anyone weak. Too bad he’s Nicole’s husband. Damn. I should have paid better attention to her Facebook photos. Lucky, lucky girl.

And then he lifts his head and our eyes meet.

Wait just one damn minute. This isn’t possible. There’s no fucking way.

“You!” I shout, my eyes bugging out of my head.

“What the hell is she doing here?” he growls, setting Mia down on the ground.

My only source of happiness right now is that Mia presses her face to his jean clad leg and wipes her nose back and forth against the material, leaving a trail of snot behind.

Clint Hastings. Nicole’s older brother and my arch nemesis growing up.

Whatever. I know I’m not a superhero in a comic book, but this guy has been the bane of my existence since the day I met him when I was in kindergarten, he was in second grade, and he threw a rock at my head. I kicked him in his tiny nuggets first, since he told me I couldn’t play baseball with him and his friends because I was a girl, but that’s not the point. If this were a comic book and we were meeting in a dark alley, I’d be holding my fists above my head next to a talk bubble that says So, we meet again. Tonight I will get my revenge and you will die by my iron fists! WHAM! BAM! KAPOW!

I cannot believe I was checking out his ass when I got here. There’s got to be a bottle of bleach somewhere in this kitchen I can pour into my eyes.

“What am I doing here? What are you doing here? Aren’t you supposed to be off in Silicon Valley becoming the next Mark Zuckerberg?” I ask, making sure my eyes stay above his neck and aren’t tempted to head south and see if those tiny nuggets hugged in his tight jeans grew in size since the last time I threw my foot into them.

Which would have been his senior year of high school, right here in this very kitchen, at his graduation party when he asked me if I bought the dress I was wearing in the toddler section.

It was a LBD! It was supposed to be tight and tiny, goddammit!

And seriously, what is he doing here? Last I heard through the high school grapevine, after he graduated from UCLA, he became a hotshot software developer at some huge company in Los Angeles and hadn’t been back home in years. Not that I ever asked. Or cared. You know, just idle chitchat after one too many glasses of wine and a friend request on Facebook from someone we went to high school with.

“Awww, have you been keeping tabs on me all these years, fancy pants? I knew you always had a thing for me.” Clint smirks.

“In your dreams. You smell like horse shit.”

“You look like horse shit,” he fires back, that stupid grin never leaving his face.

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