Brawley must find a way to convince Maggie
that their one true home is with each other.
Can’t Stop Lovin’ You
Maverick Junction, #3
Maverick Junction, #3
by Lynette Austin
Forever Yours
Forever Yours
The Book Junkie Reads . . . Review of . . . CAN’T STOP
LOVIN’ YOU (Maverick Junction, #3) . . . We have made it to
the story that had been teased at throughout the series thus far, Brawley and
Mag. The journey began in high school. Then life happened and they broke apart.
Life happens again and brings them back together only as Mag had decided to
move on with her life and pursue her dreams. It was time to make them reality,
but something stood in the way. Mag needed to resolve the past. Along the way
there were road blocks, laughs, pain, compromises.
Mag and
Brawley had their second chance and it came with a lot of obstacles. It was a
hard fought long awaited romance. This was a sweet small-town romance that gave
high school sweethearts a chance to rekindle the magic they once had.
To get
the full effects of their romance, I recommend reading the series from the
beginning. Then you also get a better feel for the community as a whole and the
other secondary characters that come to play in the storyline.
Maveric Junction series:
Somebody
Like You – Maverick Junction, #1
Nearest
Thing to Heaven – Maverick Junction,
#2
Can’t
Stop Lovin’ You – Maverick Junction,
#3
Blurb
THERE'S NO PLACE LIKE HOME
THERE'S NO PLACE LIKE HOME
Maggie
Sullivan can't wait to get out of Texas. Luckily, she just got the break she
needed to make her big-city dreams a reality. But then Brawley Odell swaggers
back into Maverick Junction, looking hotter than ever in his dusty cowboy boots
and well-worn jeans. He's the guy she still dreams of at night. The guy who
broke her heart when he left her behind.
Fed up
with city life, Brawley jumps at the chance to return home and take over the
local vet's practice—and get back to the smart, sassy woman he's never been
able forget. He couldn't be prouder of Maggie's new wedding-dress business . .
. until he realizes it may mean losing her all over again. Determined to win
her back, Brawley must find a way to convince Maggie that their one true home
is with each other.
Brawley
Odell figured his life wouldn’t be worth one plug-nickel the second he stepped
foot inside Maggie’s shop. Too damn bad. He hadn’t driven the thirty miles from
Maverick Junction to back out now. He was goin’ in.
After
all this time, he’d come home…and she was leaving.
He
grasped the brass knob and shoulder-butted the oak door. It flew open, the bell
overhead jangling. Maggie Sullivan, all that gorgeous red hair scooped into a
jumbled mass, stood dead-center in the room. Dressed in a skirt and top the
color of a forest at twilight, she held a fuzzy sweater up in front of her like
a shield. Those amazing green eyes widened as he stormed in.
“We
need to talk.” He ignored the woman at the back of the store who flipped
through a rack of tops.
“What
the—?”
He
held up a hand. “Don’t speak. Not yet.”
Her
mouth opened, then closed.
Anger
boiled in him, but he needed to find some modicum of control. Taking a deep
breath, he held it for the count of ten, then slowly released it. “Did you plan
on telling me?”
Her
eyes narrowed, but she said nothing.
“You’re
invited to New York City for a showing of your new line, and you don’t share
that with me? I have to learn about it secondhand?”
“Last
I heard this wasn’t about you, Brawley. In fact, my life, my business has
absolutely nothing to do with you.”
His
jaw clenched. “Anything that affects you is my business, Mags.”
She
snorted. “Get real, Odell. You gave up any and all rights years ago.” Her head
tilted. “Why are you even interested? You want to attend so you can show off
your latest Dallas Cowboy cheerleader? Maybe order her trousseau?”
He
shot her a deadly look, one that had made grown men back away.
Not
Maggie. She actually took a couple steps toward him. The woman had no survival
instincts. Another reason she had no business heading off to New York alone.
She
tapped a scarlet-tipped finger on her chin. “Oh, that’s right. There’d be no
trousseau for your honey, would there? Maybe a weekend-fling outfit for your
date du jour? A one-night-stand set of lacy lingerie.”
“Shut
up, Maggie.”
“Make
me.” Her eyes flashed.
This
time the look in his eyes must have warned her she’d treaded too close to the
edge. She stepped back.
“You
challenging me, Maggie?”
When
she wet her lips, his gaze dropped to her mouth, followed the tip of her pink
tongue as it darted out.
“Only
one way I could ever get you quiet,” he said.
Her
hand shot up. “Don’t even think about it.”
“No
thought required. Been wanting to do this a long time now.” He closed the
distance between them and dropped his mouth to hers. Fire. Smoke. Hell, a
full-out volcanic eruption.
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Lynnette
Austin, a recovering middle school teacher, loves long rides
with the top down and the music cranked up, the Gulf of Mexico when a storm is
brewing, chocolate frozen custard, anything by Blake Shelton, Chris Young, and
Thomas Rhett, and sitting in her local coffee shop reading and enjoying an iced
coffee. She and her husband divide their time between Southwest Florida's
beaches and Georgia's Blue Ridge Mountains. Having grown up in a small town,
that's where her heart takes her—to those quirky small towns where everybody
knows everybody...and all their business, for better or worse. Writing for
Grand Central and Sourcebooks, she’s published twelve novels and is at work on
a new series.
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