Samantha Martin and Remington Jenkins have a history together. A summer romance as teenagers that was serious enough for her brothers to send Remington packing and Sam off to her aunts. Now she’s all grown up and working as a Nurse back in Martin’s Crossing and fixing up a place of her own, she thinks life is pretty good. That is until Remington walks back into her life. He now runs the ranch with his grandfather and is also a part-time preacher at their local church. Rem loved Samantha and wanted to marry her until her brothers sent her away. Now he has a second chance with her and nothing is going to stop him, especially not her overprotective brothers. Sam still feels a connection with Rem but is afraid to open her heart again and what will happen when she shares the secret she’s kept from him all these years?
This was a good addition to the Martin’s Crossing series. I enjoyed seeing all the familiar folks and catching up with how they’re doing. I liked Samantha but I didn’t really connect with her as a character. You could understand why she felt the way she did but I kinda felt like she blamed Remington for something that wasn’t really his fault. Remington was a sweetheart of a guy. Someone you could easily lose your heart to. The connection between Remington and Sam was definitely there but I just felt something was lacking. I appreciated Rem’s strong faith and the difference it made in those around him. It seemed like there was still tension between him and Sam’s brothers which I didn’t really understand. Overall this was a good story of putting your past where it belongs; in the past. It’s part of what shapes who you are but it doesn’t define your future. That’s a great thing to remember. You could read this as a stand alone although it does have family from previous books, but I don’t think you’d feel lost. I’m now looking forward to Kayla’s story.
*This complimentary copy was provided by Harlequin through NetGalley in exchange for an honest review*
Some favorite parts:
“I know who I am, Rem. I’m broken. I’m flawed. I couldn’t stand next to you and pretend I’m anything more than a person who has made mistakes. “We’re all broken and flawed, Sam. That’s the beauty of it. We don’t have to be perfect.”
“Church is hard, isn’t it?” Grace said in sympathy. “It’s the place where we should be loved, forgiven, nurtured. It’s a place of mercy. But sometimes it isn’t. We just have to remember that people are human and they bring all of their human frailties with them to church.”
“I’d like to not live in the past,” he ventured with some caution. “The past is always with us. It shapes us.” “Yes, it shapes us. It’s doesn’t have to hold us prisoner.”