USA Today bestselling author Meghan Quinn delivers a smart and cheeky romance about love’s power to lift hearts . . . and curses.
That Second Chance (Getting Lucky #1) by Meghan Quinn Release Date: May 7, 2019 Genre: Contemporary Romance
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It was supposed
to be an innocent night, celebrating my brother’s birthday. Nothing was
supposed to go wrong. We’d vowed to be on our best behavior after all . . .
But it only took
one rowdy night with my brothers to flip my world upside down. One unlucky encounter
saddled us with a family curse and the promise of doomed relationships. I
laughed it off immediately. “Yeah, right,” I thought. “A love curse. Ha!”
Boy, was I
wrong.
Word spreads
quickly in a town like mine; rumors about that night soon made us the most
eligible yet untouchable bachelors in Port Snow, Maine. As a subject of endless
gossip and speculation, I could kiss my dating life goodbye.
It would have
stayed that way if Ren Winters, the new girl in town, hadn’t crashed into my
life. Brave, beautiful, and smart—her vivacious thirst for a fresh start has
given me hope that maybe, just maybe, I can have one too.
Everyone wishes
for that second chance . . . but could this really be mine?
We meet Griffin
and Ren in this book. Griffin is a small town boy with a big family and even
bigger heart. While celebrating the 21st birthday of the youngest brother, they
got into a little trouble which lead to being hexed by a palm reader. They
laughed it off until tragedy struck Griffin something fierce.
Now believed to
be cursed he is all alone and no one will come near him. Until Ren. Big city
girl with a big heart and a sense of adventure. Accident prone as hell, but
fearless. Cursed with a helicopter mom she sets off to this small tourist town
and sets it ablaze.
The chemistry
between these two is amazing. When Griffin finally opens up and let’s REN in,
it’s beautiful. Until a turn of events leads him back down the familiar path of
guilt and fear. We find out if REN can rescue Griff and if he can find closure.
I love the
interaction with the brothers. Oh! And the party they threw him is absolutely
hilarious. You’ll wish you were part of the clan. Just read it and see.
I’m
counting out our register drawer, trying to stay focused on the numbers
whipping through my head, but it’s difficult with Reid’s constant small talk. I
jot down another tally mark on the paper in front of me and set aside a stack
of bills.
“Hello, are you
listening?” Reid asks, sounding annoyed.
“No. I’m
counting.”
“Well, I’m
talking about you, so you might want to lend me your ear for a second.”
Huffing, I set
the cash on the counter, knowing my very persistent brother won’t be quiet
until I give him my full attention. “What’s up, Reid?”
Satisfied, he
smiles. “You should ask her out.”
“Ask who out?”
“Ren.”
Yeah, that’s not
going to happen. “No.”
I go back to
counting, but Reid starts snapping his fingers at me. “Hey, I wasn’t finished.”
I look back up at him, not even slightly interested in this conversation. “I
saw the way she was looking at you today. I think she likes you.”
“You’re
confused. She was probably just being nice, since I’m the guy who pulled her
out of the window of her car after her accident. And even if she does like me,
which I highly doubt, there’s no interest on my end. So that’s the end of
that.”
“Bull,” Reid and
Jen both say at the same time.
Christ. My two
most nagging siblings are ganging up on me. Just what I need when I’m trying to
get home and relax.
“Can we not make
this into a dissection of my personal life, please? I’m not in the mood, and I
want to get this done so I can go home.”
“Griff, she’s
pretty, she’s sweet, and she’s smart. She’s new to town and, I’m sure, could
use a friend,” Jen says just as the door opens, its bell chiming through the
space. Brig pops in, grease all over his shirt and a smirk on his face.
Uh-oh. There’s only
one reason why he’d be smirking at me that way.
“What are we
talking about?” He rubs his hands together and takes a seat on a barstool near
the window. “If it’s about the hot new teacher in town, I want in on this
conversation.”
“We’re trying to
convince Griff to ask her out.”
Brig slow claps
his appreciation. “Novel idea. I think they’re a perfect match.”
“I’m not asking
her out,” I huff, giving up on the register and leaning against the wall behind
me, arms crossed. There’s no way I’ll be able to concentrate on counting while
these three are yapping in my ear.
“Why the hell
not? She’s perfect for you,” Brig says, a little insulted at my rejection.
“Before you even say no, you should at least get to know her a little. I told
her today she could borrow your truck while her car is in the shop.”
I count to five
before answering, tamping down my temper. “Why the hell would you do that?”
Okay, maybe I didn’t tamp it down enough.
“Uh, because she
lives three houses down from you?” Brig rolls his eyes as if I’m the stupid one
in this conversation. “She needs some help, so be a knight in shining armor,
dude. Help out the damsel in distress and then make out with her on the beach.
Maybe cop a feel; get some for once.”
“I’m not doing
that,” I answer, going back to the money, letting them know this conversation
is over.
“And why not?”
Jen asks.
“Because I’m not
interested in starting or being in a relationship. I’m happy with how my life
is right now, and I don’t need anything complicating it.”
“But she has
heart eyes for you,” Brig says like a jackass.
“Don’t worry;
there are plenty of Knightly brothers to choose from,” I reply.
“Come on, Griff,
how fun can going home to an empty, lonely house really be?” Jen chimes in,
concern evident in her voice.
I shift on my
feet, my voice terse. “I like my house. It’s fine. I’m fine.”
Silence falls
between us, an awkward air moving in like a fast-moving cold front.
“Is this because
of New Orleans?” Reid finally asks, taking a seat next to Brig. Both of my
brothers fix their gazes on me, waiting for an answer.
Why is this a
thing whenever we talk about my love life? Can’t they just let it go? What
happened was … hell, I don’t even know how to describe it. All I know is I
don’t foresee love in my future.
Claire was the
love of my life, and I lost her; in a blink of an eye she was gone. I’m not
going through that again. Not ever.
Shaking my head,
I turn away from my family. This conversation is over.
And with that, I
take the cash to the back office, where I can get some peace and quiet.
Ask Ren Winters
out on a date? Not going to happen.
And she’s not
going to drive my truck either. I think that’s evident in the fact that she
drove her car in between two trees.
Can’t blame a
guy there.
USA Today
Bestselling Author, wife, adoptive mother, and peanut butter lover. Author of
romantic comedies and contemporary romance, Meghan Quinn brings readers the
perfect combination of heart, humor, and heat in every book.
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