The first in a spicy and unforgettable rom-com duology from #1 New York Times bestseller and tik tok favorite Tessa Bailey, in which a Hollywood “It Girl” is cut off from her wealthy family and exiled to a small Pacific Northwest beach town... where she butts heads with a surly, sexy local who thinks she doesn’t belong.
Piper Bellinger is fashionable, influential, and her reputation as a wild child means the paparazzi are constantly on her heels. When too much champagne and an out-of-control rooftop party lands Piper in the slammer, her stepfather decides enough is enough. So he cuts her off, and sends Piper and her sister to learn some responsibility running their late father’s dive bar... in Washington.
Piper hasn’t even been in Westport for five minutes when she meets big, bearded sea captain Brendan, who thinks she won’t last a week outside of Beverly Hills. So what if Piper can’t do math, and the idea of sleeping in a shabby apartment with bunk beds gives her hives. How bad could it really be? She’s determined to show her stepfather—and the hot, grumpy local—that she’s more than a pretty face.
Except it’s a small town and everywhere she turns, she bumps into Brendan. The fun-loving socialite and the gruff fisherman are polar opposites, but there’s an undeniable attraction simmering between them. Piper doesn’t want any distractions, especially feelings for a man who sails off into the sunset for weeks at a time. Yet as she reconnects with her past and begins to feel at home in Westport, Piper starts to wonder if the cold, glamorous life she knew is what she truly wants. LA is calling her name, but Brendan—and this town full of memories—may have already caught her heart.
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APPLE BOOKS REVIEW
A spoiled It girl and a grizzled sea captain make a perfect pair in this delightful rom-com. Piper Bellinger is a paparazzi’s darling, but after an ill-conceived stunt, her stepfather sends her away from Hollywood to learn some responsibility. Piper’s tasked with running a dive bar in rural Washington state, which is as bad as it sounds. Her apartment has mice, and the bar is full of townies—such as brutally hot, infuriatingly rude sailor Brendan Taggart. Bestselling author Tessa Bailey toggles between Piper and Brendan’s points of view, cleverly using humour and hindsight to show us how their unexpected attraction grows. As Brendan’s prejudice against Piper starts to thaw—and Piper realises that she’s more than just a shallow fashionista—Bailey turns up the heat. Unabashedly silly and fun, It Happened One Summer is exactly the kind of thing to read on a lazy day.
Hey, Siri, find me apartments for lease in Westport, WA
Let’s all just pretend for a moment that someone my age is supposed to read this book, and get passed our differences.
It seems that, for some reason, I’m always traveling when I read a romance series that makes me want to chuck it into the nearest body of water. Unlucky for “It Happened One Summer” I was staying about 3 meters away from a lake in Scotland. Sadly, my brother beat me to it, and now my pages smell like hot-chocolate.
Anyways, lets talk about how insufferable Tessa Bailey is when it comes to climax’s. And NO, I don’t mean the ones that happened about 2.3 trillion times in this book. I mean the literary climax, AKA when everything starts crashing down like a pile of fine china that was stacked way too high. So, the book has some build up to the climax, but it is so sprinkled and untouched that the actual climax seems almost… too abrupt? This might just be me, but when finishing this book on a train to London, my nails were creating creases in my palm. And I know that many call this good writing, so do I, but I still felt like I wasn’t worried enough before hand.
I recommend Tessa Bailey to whoever wants a good ending… and I mean one that will make you stare into space, questioning your life choices to the point where you wonder if you’ve ever passed up someone as hot as Brendan Taggart.
I didn’t cry, but my mom swore there was steam coming out of my ears.
Overall Enjoyment: 1
It should be a crime for women to write men this good.
very very good read! worth the time.