NOTHING said unnecessary risk exposure like a man nearing his thirties wading into a teenage house party.
“You need to lighten up, man.”
Jake Foster gave his brother Matt a scathing glare. If one of them needed to do anything, it was Matt, and the thing was grow up. “Let’s just get Sean and drag him home before the Colonel gets wind of him getting blitzed again.”
“Dad needs to lighten up, too.”
“Maybe I should call Dean and get him to shut this party down.” Their older brother was an OPP officer. He wasn’t quite the stick-in-the-mud that Jake had prematurely become, but the two of them were the more responsible pair of brothers by far. Matt and Sean, four and eight years younger respectively, were unapologetic party animals.
They sat in the cab of Jake’s truck, staring at each other for a minute in a futile game of chicken. Jake wasn’t going to call the cops and Matt wasn’t going to push further. Neither of them was happy about having to pick up their drunk-ass brother on a Saturday night.
“Come on, let’s get this over with.” Jake hopped out of the truck and strode up the long country drive of the oversized farmhouse, heading toward the sights and sounds of a party falling apart. Intoxicated, belligerent young people spilled out on the veranda and across the lawn. None of them looked like high school students—mostly college-aged kids. And it sounded like the party had definitely gone awry. Bitter noises filled the air around him about stolen money and not enough beer. He scanned the faces, many of them familiar to him, and a sick feeling filled his gut. Halfway up the drive, he turned around and shoved Matt hard in the chest. “We’re not just picking up Sean, are we? Is Dani in there?”
Matt winced, caught in his half-truth. “She’s the one that called, not Sean. They’re hanging out back where it’s quieter.”
Jake swore under his breath and took off at a run, swerving around two former football players shoving each other. Idiots.
The din faded as they hit the backyard. A smaller group of people sat in a circle, passing a bottle around. One guy had his guitar out. Jake’s heart pounded as he scanned for her face.
“Over here.” Her voice lifted into the air behind him and he spun around. They sat on the porch, Sean leaning heavily against her shoulder. She had a hoodie draped awkwardly over half her body, but underneath she was wearing a tiny tank top. He was sure that when she stood up there’d be a few inches of bare skin between her shirt and her snug-as-fuck blue jeans she always wore, and then he’d be screwed.
At least it was dark. There was a passing chance no one would notice that he was turned on by his best friend’s little sister.
Jake stood on the porch for a minute, replaying the conversations—the night of the funeral, and when she arrived at Ryan’s today. Where could he have turned it around? What could he have said differently? He hesitated there, and before he could depart, Dani stepped outside and joined him.
“I owe you an apology,” he said in a hurry. Might as well get it over with.
“No, you don’t,” she muttered, heading down the stairs toward her car.
He followed her. “Listen…” he trailed off, but damn it, they needed to clear the air. “I wasn’t hitting on you.”
She lifted her brows, giving him a bland, disinterested look. “Pardon?”
“Cut it out, Dani. You know what I’m talking about.” Shut up, said a small voice inside him. This isn’t the way to go. He ignored it.
“I haven’t the foggiest.”
“When I suggested we have coffee. That wasn’t a come-on.” All the ways he’d imagined confessing how much he wanted her, telling her over coffee wasn’t even on the list.
“You asked me if I’d have a different answer if you hadn’t had a girl waiting for you. Don’t forget that part.” She stopped beside his truck as if to say, you stop here. Don’t follow me to my car. She was smart to do that, because he would have. Now that they were talking, they weren’t stopping, even if they were standing on Ryan’s lawn.
He took a deep breath and exhaled slowly. “She’s a friend. You could have come inside.”
“So you haven’t slept with her?” She finally met his gaze and the fire in her eyes almost knocked him over.
Damnit. This was not how the conversation was supposed to go. “I didn’t sleep with her that night.”
“That’s mature,” he snarled. As soon as he said it, he hissed, wanting to take it back, but it was too late.
This is my first book by Zoe York and I was pleasantly surprised. When you read a book by a new author that you are unfamiliar with, it’s like opening up a box of chocolates. You never know what you will get inside each little chocolate. Is it caramel, nougat, a cherry or solid? Well this book met my taste buds and left me wanting more!
This is the second book in the Pine Harbour Series. Clearly it can be read as a stand alone but once you do and you meet Olivia and Rafe, you will want to go back and read their story in the first book.
Love in a Snow Storm is mainly about Dani Minelli and Jake Foster but there are other characters that influence the actions of these two. Dani has many brothers and does Jake and they both grew up in the same small town. So everyone knows everything about everyone. Jake has had feelings for Dani for many years but never had the courage to act on them. As the story develops the reader learns how Dani felt about Jake during that time and how they acted or reacted to those feelings. Their actions had consequences. So where does that leave them now? Jake is a good guy and wants to do the right thing by Dani and her family. He’s respectful, handsome, builds his dream home, owns his own company. Sounds perfect right? Almost.
What I loved about this book was the strong characters and the family values throughout the story. Each character had a mind of their own. They could think and act for themselves. And they did. Being in a small town, these two families grew up practically together so there is a history there. A mutual respect among the brothers who are friends. And that complicates things too. Nothing worth having is ever easy, isn’t that the old saying? I love the “one big happy family” feeling that the brothers give when they are together. It gives you a warm all over feeling. The love story is not without bumps in the road that sometimes make you hold your breath and cross your fingers just hoping everything turns out for the best, or the way you want it to go.
I enjoyed the dialogue between Jake and Dani when they were together, especially when she wore the big shirt. And nothing else. His shirt. The two characters had a wonderful chemistry between them. I loved how the plot played out and the result of the story. I would definitely read another story by Zoe York again!