I solely signed up for this release blitz because of that cover. I mean, look at it, it is so pretty. Then that premise about a wedding pact, and I just had to read Save The Date!
Definitely not the first time I read a book where two people made a marriage deal, though here things are a bit different. Erin and Reese made the pact when they were teenagers. If both are still single when they’re thirty, they get married. ‘Cause of course at fifteen, thirty seems ancient.
Reese, and Erin have been best friends for most of their lives. They know each other inside and out. That dynamic between them therefor was pretty entertaining to read. A lot of inside jokes, and stories, but I gladly followed along. I always feel when two friends might fall for each other it can go two ways. Either, they kiss, and everything turns super awkward. Or they kiss, and realise they might actually be in love.
With Save The Date we’re definitely opting for that second choice. Though Erin is rather reluctant. At times a bit too jaded for my taste, while Reese was the complete opposite bordering on cheesy lovestruck. All in all Save The Date was a sweet, and romantic love story, with a nice balance of laughs, love, and realistic sex scenes.
*I received a copy from the author in exchange for an honest review
By Carrie Aarons
Save The Date
You know that pact you make with your childhood best friend of the opposite sex? The one where, if you’re both still single, lonely and hopeless at thirty, you’ll marry each other?
This is the story about what happens when you hit the big three-oh and have to make good on that pinky promise.
Personally, I think love, romance and all of that nonsense is a crock of, well, you know. And Reese Collins, the boy who used to put worms in my hair at backyard barbecues, knows that better than anyone.
But when he moves to the same city I’ve happily, and singly, inhabited for years, memories of oaths past resurface. Reese is like a dog with a bone; a really hot dog and that bone just happens to be me.
He won’t stop hounding me, and the crazy thing is, my frigid, traitorous heart is starting to cave. For my best friend.
It seems so far off, when you’re a kid playing Monopoly in your treehouse. But when that clock strikes midnight on your thirtieth birthday, and you’re standing alone in front of a grocery store-bought cupcake, a childhood deal to walk down the aisle doesn’t seem so silly anymore.
About the author
Author of romance novels such as Red Card and Privileged, Carrie Aarons writes sexy, swoony and
sarcastic characters who won’t get out of her head until she puts them down on a page.
Carrie has wanted to be an author since the first time she opened a book, and still can’t fathom that
she gets to live her dream each and every day.
When she isn’t in a writing coma, Carrie spends time Netflix-binging with her husband, snuggling her infant daughter, and chasing her black Lab through the dog parks of New Jersey.