These are my Happily Ever After Novel Thoughts…
Jude and Kate are at it again, but this time the stakes are higher.
This is the last book in the trilogy and Kate is of her rocker. Jude is losing control and wondering more if he needs to get rid of Kate.
Brady’s psychopathic tendencies are starting to show more and more as he gets older. Olivia is starting to question things about Brady and some of the things he tells her. She is also very protective of he little brother.
I liked this book but the things going on feel as if there could be more to the story. I’m giving this book 3.5 stars because more could be explained at the end. What happens with all the unanswered questions? Could Jude and Kate ever really have a Happily Ever After?
“I’ve been studying her for weeks. I know how she takes her coffee, the color she prefers on her nails, the way her mouth moves when she sleeps. I don’t know what she looks like when she’s happy. But I will.”
When Cheryl Steinbeck-Edwards makes the decision to get in a car with a potential contractor, meticulous hitman Jude Riley and his lovely wife Kate, it appears to be the perfect partnership. Turns out, nothing is perfect, and getting in that car was a poor choice, to say the least.
When Kate decides not to kill the woman, as she and her husband agreed, a series of events, some might even call it karma, conspire to turn their worst fears turn into reality.
I’ve been studying her for months. I know how she takes her coffee, the color she prefers on her nails, the way her mouth moves when she sleeps. I don’t know what she looks like when she’s happy. But I will.
That’s not to say I meant to keep her this long. And, of course, you, well you, never intended to keep her at all. But then, what’s done is done.
“I want you to be happy here,” I told her the first week she was here, not long after we let the drugs wear off completely.
“I don’t see how that’s possible,” she said.
“Tell me what makes you happy.”
I could see her thinking about my question; I could see that I’d set something into motion. It wasn’t immediate—most things that are truly great rarely are, but eventually her lips turned upward. Slowly, she broke out into a full-on smile, and it was like the sun coming out on a cloudy day. “He makes me happy.”
“Your husband,” I said. It wasn’t a question. Mostly because it hadn’t occurred to me that it should be.
She laughed just slightly. The smile remained. “Something like that.”
“I see,” I told her, raising my brow.
She looked at me then, really looked at me. The smile faded but her eyes lit up. “Not yet, you don’t,” she said. “But you will.”
Britney King writes modern love stories for mature audiences. She also enjoys suspense and often finds her sweet spot penning a good mixture of the two.
Britney is the author of eight novels and is currently at work on number nine.
She lives in Austin, Texas with her husband, children, two dogs, one ridiculous cat and a partridge in a pear tree.