This isn’t a story about a love triangle. There is no triangle involved.
This isn’t a story about an accidental pregnancy. Although having a baby with her . . . I would.
This isn’t a story about lies and deception, even though at times I’ve lied to myself.
No, this is my story.
A story about sacrifice.
A story about a man who fell in love with the wrong girl.
A story I wish I never had to tell.
This is a story about the true meaning of the downside of love.
Rating : ⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️
When I finished The Upside of Falling I knew exactly what I wanted to see happen. In this follow-up book, I can honestly say that Meghan Quinn gave me absolutely nothing that I expected. This book was a wild ride of emotions, with characters that make mistakes, characters that are broken or misunderstood. This story was at time anxiety inducing, it took me awhile to come to terms with the direction of the story. I still thought the writing style was beautiful, but there were a few things that annoyed me this time around. Frankly, I was not a fan of the heroine in this story. She was frustrating, and she made me want to strangle her at times, but I also felt for her.
The story delves deep into the characters, into their motivations and feelings, into their essence demonstrating that people aren’t always who we think them to be. The author did a fantastic job with the characters. I felt so emotionally invested in each and every one of them.
This was a bittersweet book for me. I became very absorbed in this story from the start and my emotions were all over the place. All in all, I did enjoy the book and felt that Meghan Quinn truly did an amazing job with her writing and characterization. And I can’t wait to see what she has in store next!
Many thanks to the author and Inkslinger PR for my copy of this book!
Tucked away at the base of the Rocky Mountains lived a little boy with one singular dream: leave this broken and battered home and become someone.
Be somebody’s hero.
That boy was me—Colby Brooks. Except I’m not that same little boy anymore.
My dreams might still be the same, but my reality isn’t.
I’m smarter. Stronger. A man.
And I learned a long damn time ago, the only way to achieve my dreams was to avoid distractions—at any cost.
Focus. Resolve. Determination.
But all it took was one single night. One night and my entire life…changed.
One night had me colliding head first with the biggest distraction of my life; Rory Oaks.
Smart. Charming. Beautiful.
Rory changed everything.
Quickly, my one-track mind started to bend.
Each kiss faded decade-long dreams.
And with one single incident, I fly off course.
Born in New York and raised in Southern California, Meghan has grown into a sassy, peanut butter eating, blonde haired swearing, animal hoarding lady. She is known to bust out and dance if “It’s Raining Men” starts beating through the air and heaven forbid you get a margarita in her, protect your legs because they may be humped.
Once she started commuting for an hour and twenty minutes every day to work for three years, she began to have conversations play in her head, real life, deep male voices and dainty lady coos kind of conversations. Perturbed and confused, she decided to either see a therapist about the hot and steamy voices running through her head or start writing them down. She decided to go with the cheaper option and started writing… enter her first novel, Caught Looking.
Now you can find the spicy, most definitely on the border of lunacy, kind of crazy lady residing in Colorado with the love of her life and her five, furry four legged children, hiking a trail or hiding behind shelves at grocery stores, wondering what kind of lube the nervous stranger will bring home to his wife. Oh and she loves a good boob squeeze!