I’ll admit it. The whole reason I picked up this book in the first place was because the main character was a wedding planner who got left at the altar. Given the fact that this is the same premise that starts my novel A Holiday Wish, I wanted to see what another author did with it (and the fact that it took place in London, my favorite city in the WHOLE WORLD, was a definite plus).
It’s amazing how two stories with so many similarities can turn out so differently. Both women are left for another woman – Noelle, her fiance’s assistant, and Chloe her best friend. Both are close with their sisters and mothers, having been abandoned by their fathers, but Chloe’s wedding business is a family thing, while Noelle has put a hundred miles between herself and her childhood. And while at first Chloe falters in her belief that she could ever again plan the perfect wedding, she doesn’t throw in the towel at the first opportunity like Noelle. She tries, and keeps trying, even when her ex embarrasses her at a wedding by approaching her – in front of his now-pregnant girlfriend – and professes his continuing love for her. This, alas, doesn’t happen for poor Noelle. But maybe that’s a good thing.
Then, there are the guys. Chloe, despite her best attempts to stay away, finds herself falling for Vaughn, her ex’s cousin and the one who broke the news that the wedding wasn’t going to happen (and was beaten with a bouquet for his efforts). Vaughn is closed off and moody, but gorgeous, of course – and a brilliant chef. The relationship between them starts off slow, but builds to a supremely satisfying crescendo, and even when it looks like all is lost, a glimmer of hope burns beneath the surface.
If you like slow-burn romances that take the characters from enemies to lovers, not to mention strong family ties and even long-buried secrets, you’ll enjoy this book! I was thrilled to see that it was the first in a series, and definitely plan to read the rest.