Author: Indra Vaughn
Publisher: Dreamspinner Press
Cover Artist: unknown
Rating: 4.25 of 5 Stars
Pastry chef and bakery owner Jason Wood bakes a mean chocolate soufflé, yet his love life keeps falling flat. He’d blame his past if he wasn’t trying so hard to avoid it.
When his family’s farmhouse burns to the ground, he’s summoned to identify a body found in the ashes. Jason returns to Hancock, Michigan, and reunites with a childhood friend, small town vet Henry McCavanaugh. After fifteen years apart, their rekindled friendship soon develops into much more. But Jason’s baggage threatens their blossoming romance, and he leaves town unannounced to escape his feelings—and Henry’s feelings for him. He has learned the hard way if something seems too good to be true, it’s best to run for the hills. Jason stress-bakes more confections than he knows what to do with before wondering if he’s running in the wrong direction.
Sometimes you just need to throttle a fictional character. Indra Vaughn offers us just such a character in The House on Hancock Hill. Jason needs a good smack upside the head. But hey, the fact that I care enough to say even that says something about the story.
Jason basically doesn’t believe in love. It is a common theme in the world of romance. Something in the hero’s past makes him believe he is unlovable. Sometimes that “thing” has me rolling my eyes. Something it is something so horrific that you just can’t help but want to wrap the hero up in a blank and tell them everything will be okay. For Jason, it is somewhere in between. I won’t go into specifics but let’s just say love and hate are two sides of a thin line as are guilt and concern.
On the flip side, Henry has harbored feeling for his childhood friend for something in the vicinity of 15 years. However, he has a hard time believing he can ever get what he wants.
Of course, as with many such relationships, if they would just TALK to each other a lot of misconceptions and miscommunications could be avoided. Jason is so scared of feelings that his reaction to anything remotely difficult is to run. He doesn’t run to anyone; he runs away from everyone.
All in all, The House on Hancock Hill was a frustrating and beautiful story in equal measure. I couldn’t not finish it, even when I wanted nothing more than to throw my reader through the nearest window.
I would like to thank the publisher for providing me with the eARC of this title in exchange for my honest opinion.
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