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Book Review and Excerpt from CART BEFORE THE HORSE by Bernadette Marie:

Book Description:

Gabriel Maguire thought he'd buried his past until the night he met Holly, only to lose the woman he cared about, again.

Holly Jacobs has always put the cart before the horse. A prodigy who shot to stardom in textile design, she never knew a normal life—and there's nothing she longs for more than to be normal.

Sometimes the only way to get where you need to be is to put the cart before the horse.

My review for Cart Before the Horse. As always, I just stick to why I liked. No spoilers—ever!

I love when I feel a character's passion--and pain. Though it seems the title gives away the plot of the story, it really doesn’t. Bernadette still managed to reveal surprises throughout the entire novel. The characters were likeable, even when I felt like yelling at them, as I usually do when I want them to get their act together. Always a good sign when an author has me fussing at her protagonists. There were several powerful and emotional scenes that had me cooing, crying, and hoping. Definitely worth the read, and I will absolutely be looking for more from Bernadette Marie.

A brief excerpt for your enjoyment:

She willed her heart rate, which had created an uncomfortable pounding in her chest, to slow. “Holly Jacobs,” she said, reaching her hand out to him.
“Gabriel Maguire.” He took her hand and held it instead of shaking it. She noticed how small her hand was in his, just as her body had been when she’d leaned up against him when he walked her to the office. Usually, it would make her feel insecure, but she didn’t feel that way at all.
“Nice to meet you.” She finally smiled, and he returned the smile with a dashing one of his own.
“Likewise,” he said with a wink, his dark eyes twinkling. “Don’t you leave here today without me getting your phone number. I wasn’t kidding when I said I want to see more of you.”
“It’s a good thing.” She sucked in a breath and tried to keep the smile on her face. She wanted to remember the moment when he looked at her and was smitten. There was that chance she’d never see that look of admiration again. “It looks like I’ll be in your life for a while.”
“I like the sound of that.” His voice dipped into an almost husky groan that twisted her up inside. “So what made you come here? Were you thinking of me too?” The smile on his lips softened, and she dreaded what she was about to tell him. She wanted to remember just how handsome he was right at that moment, looking at her like the sun rose and fell with her.
“Haven’t stopped.” She pursed her lips together. “But you might change your mind about wanting to see more of me.”
“Oh, I don’t think so.” He lifted his hand to her cheek and gave it a gentle brush with his thumb.
“I’m pregnant.”
He didn’t pull his hand away, but it stilled. He didn’t speak, but only sucked in a deep, sharp breath and let it out slowly. The twinkle in his eyes clouded over and Holly knew she’d lost him, again.

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My rating: ★★★★★
Sensual Level: A little spicy (Recommend for adults only, but nothing graphic)
Violence: Nothing that I can remember
Language: Mild


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