✰ Bianca ✰ Janeane ✰ 
★★★★★
4.5 Stars
Mainer Farms is steeped in family history, but it’s also deep in debt from the effects of the ever-changing farming industry. Not about to let his family’s legacy go under, Colt Mancinkus is willing to do anything he can to save the farm.
Darby McCulhane is the new farmer in Whynot, North Carolina, and she’s proving to be quite the forbidden temptation for Colt. Darby isn’t looking for anything but a fresh start, and she’s got it all figured out. Get settled in? Check. Apply for the rural county grant? Check. Confrontation with the steaming mad, smoking hot local farmer? Well, that wasn’t on the agenda.
Colt is the next Mancinkus sibling to tell us his story.
He took over his parents' huge farm and he's struggling to make it work.He needs the county grant to start his new grape-growing and wine-making idea. The only way to hopefully save the eight-generation-family farm.
BUT, new-to-town peach farmer Darby wants that grant too.
Darby kind of fled Illinois with her seven-year-old daughter Linnie. Her ex husband was a controlling and manipulative idiot.She's excited about the new start in Whynot. Linnie not so much.
And Colt is set on hating the horrible new person who will steal his grant.
But once he meets her he's completely charmed ....
WHAT WILL HAPPEN TO COLT & DARBY?
WILL THERE BE A HEA???
READ THE BOOK TO FIND OUT ☺
WILL THERE BE A HEA???
READ THE BOOK TO FIND OUT ☺
Another super-adorable romance in this great series!!!
Such a sweet and cute and farm-ish love story!
Everything is sweet in that town! (Especially Colt's sister Larkin's bakery! ☺ Oooh btw., we already meet the Jax Teller look alike who will steal Larkin's heart!!!)
I loved our farmer hottie Colt and Darby and her daughter - even though it takes Linnie a good while to warm up to everything Whynot! Lots of adorable Colt & hopefully-soon-to-be-step-daughter moments.
The whole Mancinkus family is awesome. And we still have Larkin's story to look forward too!
I really loved this book. It was funny, adorable, sweet, a bit exciting. Perfectly peachy!
Tiny little problems ... even though I knew going in that it would be a sweet little romance ... I missed the sexiness. It's done like that on purpose of course, but I don't like it. It took them almost the whole book to even kiss. There's nothing even remotely sexy in that book. It was still sweet and some sparks were flying, but it was way too sweet - no idea why this series is called SEX and sweet tea. There was definitely more sweet tea in this book than sex. Only 3 kisses, nothing more. And due to that un-sexiness, Colt comes across as a bit of a softie. No, not as a bit of a sofite. A huge softie! He's great and nice and sweet and hot and good. But just not alpha-sexy-manly. BUT, I still loved the book!☺
The other problem I always have with Sawyer's writing - with every one of her books.... It's Sawyer's and my thing ☺ It's only me who has those problems with her writing. So please don't be worried or just scroll down and don't read the following...
I have a HUGE AS problem! Sawyer always uses way too much of those ☺ You know the AS's I'm talking about? The AS that could and should be exchanged for a SINCE or BECAUSE or maybe even a COMMA ☺ It's a British and maybe a legal thing (if it's a thing at all!) and it doesn't have anything to do in an american book by an american author!
I really don't want to insult Sawyer. I love all her books, and maybe nobody ever told her she does that.... Sawyer....please stop doing it. But pfff who am I to tell her what to do, so just forget I said anything! It doesn't stop her books from being great! I have NO idea why this is bothering me so much, but as soon as I see those millions of ASes in Sawyer's books, I get sooo annoyed! Grrr. And this time - like so often - the first 8% of the book, there was not an AS to be found and then suddenly bam! 2 in one sentence, and like she suddenly remembered she forgot to write those horrible two letters, she does it constantly. I have so many highlighted after the 8% mark. Ugh.
PRETTY AS A PEACH was another adorable & sweet love story in this amazing series! Run to your nearest amazon for your own Colt - this one is MINE!
ARC received for an honest review
♫ movin' to the country, gonna eat a lot of peaches,
i'm movin' to the country I'm gonna eat me a lot of peaches ♫
I have had that tune running through my head since I started reading Pretty As A Peach. It was great t head back to Whynot, NC and the Mancinkus family.
This whole town, this whole series is seriously sweet, and will probably give you a toothache! Now we have Colt Mancinkus and his nemesis/woman he never knew he wanted Darby.
I loved the I hate you / I want you push pull between then. Theirs is a cute friends to more story. Though I am not going to lie, I did miss the sexiness between them. I know, I know, this is Sawyer/Juliette's cute series, but I just wanted a little bit more -but that's probably just my smutty mind ☺
There is a great set up for the next book, which will be Colt's sister Larkin's story - you know, the one who owns the bakery that I want to live in!
Great secondary characters, a sweet story that will leave you with a big grin on your face.
Can't wait for the next installment.
i'm movin' to the country I'm gonna eat me a lot of peaches ♫
I have had that tune running through my head since I started reading Pretty As A Peach. It was great t head back to Whynot, NC and the Mancinkus family.
This whole town, this whole series is seriously sweet, and will probably give you a toothache! Now we have Colt Mancinkus and his nemesis/woman he never knew he wanted Darby.
I loved the I hate you / I want you push pull between then. Theirs is a cute friends to more story. Though I am not going to lie, I did miss the sexiness between them. I know, I know, this is Sawyer/Juliette's cute series, but I just wanted a little bit more -but that's probably just my smutty mind ☺
There is a great set up for the next book, which will be Colt's sister Larkin's story - you know, the one who owns the bakery that I want to live in!
Great secondary characters, a sweet story that will leave you with a big grin on your face.
Can't wait for the next installment.
🍑 EXCERPT 🍑
I’ve
never been to a state fair before. We have them in Illinois and I’d venture to
say they’re just as big, if not bigger, given how important agriculture is to
that state. But the spectacle all around us as we walk over the massive
fairgrounds tells me that the state of North Carolina takes this fair business
very seriously.
I’ve
mostly enjoyed watching Linnie look around with wide eyes filled with
excitement and enthusiasm I just haven’t seen from her in a long time.
Even
though I wore my best running shoes complete with personalized arch supports,
my feet are absolutely killing me from all the walking we did. Not only did we
traverse the midway at least ten times so Linnie could ride the same rides over
and over again, but we had to try all the various foods being sold.
Crazy
food.
Not
only do they have the standard fair fare, like funnel cakes and candied apples,
but they have foods that are particular to the state. I had a little bit of
Eastern North Carolina barbecue—the kind with the vinegar-based sauce—as well
as calabash-style fried seafood.
Then
came the really crazy food—much of it deep-fried. There were fried Twinkies,
fried Oreos, and even deep-fried butter balls. That’s right… Frozen balls of
butter that were then coated in batter and deep-fried.
There
were pickle popsicles, chocolate-covered bacon, Krispy Kreme hamburgers, and
even one vendor truck that boasted chocolate-covered bugs. We avoided that one.
It’s
late afternoon, and we’re all dragging. Colt is gallantly carrying our loot.
This includes a bag of gummy bears for Linnie, cotton candy he promised his
mama, a goldfish Linnie won tossing Ping-Pong balls into fishbowls, and a huge
pink stuffed bear Colt won popping balloons with darts.
“Look…
the line for the Ferris wheel isn’t long at all,” Linnie says with excitement
as she points that way.
It’s
been the one ride she hasn’t been on yet but was on her list to try. I silently
groan at the thought of waiting for her to ride it. I’m not into the rides at
all. No offense to the carnies, but they don’t look like the most reliable
workers in the world. My luck, I would end up on the ride where an important
bolt was misplaced, and I’d be facing imminent death.
I
wanted to hold to this philosophy with my daughter and forbid her from going on
any of the rides, but I couldn’t face her disappointment. So I relented and
prayed the entire time she and Colt rode one.
“Okay,”
I say tiredly. I hold my arms out for Colt to transfer all the stuff to me.
“I’ll just wait over here.”
“You
should come on this one with us,” Colt says.
I’m
shaking my head before the words come out. “No way. Terrified of heights.”
And you know, this thing is probably not built very solidly.
“Come
on, Mom,” Linnie pleads. “Just go on one ride with us. This one is really slow,
and I’m sure it’s super safe.”
There’s no way that thing is safe.
But
I also see something in Linnie’s eyes I used to see a lot but has been a rarity
of late. She truly wants to spend quality time with me.
“I
have an even better idea,” Colt says as he nods to the Ferris wheel. “You two
ladies go ride that, and I’m going to sit here and hold on to everything.”
“Awesome,”
Linnie exclaims without even waiting for my agreement that I’d be a willing
participant. She grabs my hand and starts pulling me toward the end of the
Ferris wheel line. I look over my shoulder helplessly at Colt, who grins at me.
He doesn’t even look the slightest bit worried I might be marching off to my
death.
My
stomach rolls the entire time we are waiting, and Linnie just chatters on
excitedly about the farm animals we had seen in one of the buildings. She’s
trying to talk me into some cows and chickens and has promised she will take
care of them.
It’s
not that I doubt her sincerity, but she is only seven and isn’t the best on
follow through. Still, it might not hurt to get a few chickens. Carlos can
easily build us a coop. It would be nice to have fresh eggs each day.
It
happens all too quick, but we are now at the front of the line and being
ushered into one of the carts. A thin-looking bar is placed over our laps, and
Linnie starts rocking the cart back and forth.
“Stop
doing that,” I say, clutching onto the bar for dear life. We’re currently
suspended two feet off the ground, yet my pulse has gone through the roof.
Linnie
laughs, but she stops the rocking motion. “Sorry, Mom.”
She
doesn’t sound sorry at all.
“I
can get off right now, and Colt can get on,” I suggest. “He’d be glad to let
you rock this back and forth.”
“No
way,” she says. She peels one of my hands off the bar and holds it tightly with
hers. “I won’t do that anymore. I want to ride this one with you.”
That
was all I needed to hear from my sweet little girl. A burst of confidence and
bravery wells up within me, and I give her hand a squeeze back. Besides, if I’m
going to fall to my death, at least it will be doing something that makes my
daughter extremely happy.
I
gasp when the Ferris wheel goes into motion and we shoot forward and upward a
few feet before coming to a stop again, so the next people can be loaded into
the cart behind us. I refuse to look down and resolve to look straight out at
the horizon.
In
order to take my mind off my residual fears, I ask Linnie, “Did you have a good
time today, honey?”
Linnie
nods. Lifting my arm, she scoots under it, prompting me to cuddle her into my
side. “I really did.”
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