Maggie Moore is leaving small-town south Georgia behind to embrace adulthood on her own in big-city Atlanta.
Book One, The Fear of Falling Flat
Amazon UK: http://www.amazon.co.uk/dp/B012UVJDJK
I recieved an ARC of Battle of the Brains in exchange for an honest review.
I absolutely loved it! Couldn't put it down!
Maggie Moore is trying her hand at adulting. Moving out on her own for the first time and trying to start a new relationship with the sweet and sexy Deacon. Only trouble with that is that he is currently hiking the Appalachian Trail and they only have email and limited phone calls to keep them.
As soon as she starts to feel good about things, back into her life walks, John. The man she has vowed to stay far away from, unfortunately they work together.
Michelle Graves does a great job of balancing the angst and hilarity to keep you glued to your e-reader. I recommend you read the other books since this one picks up right where the last one leaves off. I promise you will not be disappointed. Maggie Moore is absolutely hilarious and i cannot get enough of her shenanigans!
“I have some news for you, and these.” John handed me a wrapped box and a bouquet of flowers. I’m sure my jaw came unhinged from the shock; maybe it needed to be wired shut again. No, one broken jaw was enough. I just needed to pull myself together. I didn’t do surprises well, and John bringing me flowers felt wrong. What was he playing at?
“What are those?”
“Flowers,” John shrugged.
“I know they are flowers, but why are they flowers?”
“Because that’s what they grew up to be?” John looked at me as though I’d lost my mind.
“Stop playing dumb. Why are you bringing me flowers?” I eyed them warily. So what if they were beautiful. They were probably dipped in poison, or cursed, or dipped in a poisonous curse. They weren’t to be trusted, these daisies of doom.
“Well, they’re supposed to be a house warming present. Could you just take them and stop making this a thing.” John’s reaction was confusing. Typically he’d take any chance he could to berate and belittle me, but now he seemed uncomfortable, if not nervous.