The Secret to Dating Your Best Friend’s Sister by Meghan Quinn ~ Sarah A’s Review

How do you date your best friend’s sister? Easy. 

Step one: Pretend you want her to set you up with someone else. That will bring the two of you closer.

Step two: Go on dates with lots of random women, proceed to get stupid drunk and talk about your best friend’s sister, thus gaining the courage to finally make a move.

Step three: Randomly show up at her apartment and confess your love. Women love that, right?

It all seemed so simple. A fool-proof three-step process that will guarantee the love of your life to fall madly in love with you. 

At least–that’s what I thought was going to happen. But my attempts to win over Julia Westin backfired in more ways than I can count. The thing about Julia? She’s smart–really smart–and her wicked gaze cuts through all the charm I’ve tried slinging her way. She’s not interested in games, my gifts, or my stories. She might want me too, but she’s not giving in that easy…

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Romcoms are always hit or miss for me. Either I love them – generally because the humor is smart and there is plenty of emotional connection to the characters – or I hate them because the humor is too on the nose, too brash, too obvious for me. Add to that my inability to connect with the characters in a meaningful way and The Secret to Dating Your Best Friend’s Sister was a dud.

I knew within the first few chapters that this book wasn’t for me, but I had hoped I would find something to love as I pushed through. I had a hard time feeling the connection between Julia and Bram for most of the book. There were some scenes where the chemistry was strong, and I thought the book was turning the corner, but then we’d quickly go back to the same often cringe-worthy interactions.

What I think really soured me on this book was the disconnect between the maturity level of the characters and their supposed success in their fields. I had a hard time reconciling the fact that a bunch of overgrown frat boys were really capable of running the empires they’d amassed. That immaturity bled into the way Bram dealt with his feeling toward Julia and overall left me with an unpleasant impression of who he was.

All that being said, I could see why someone who prefers romcoms would enjoy this book. The conflict is minimal, the humor is obvious, and the interaction between the boys was fun. My distaste for The Secret to Dating Your Best Friend’s Sister was definitely a ME issue, and I will own that. I have great respect for Meghan Quinn’s more serious works, but I’m quickly finding her romcoms aren’t for me. I will definitely continue reading some of her work but will be more selective of checking out the subgenre.


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!

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NEW RELEASE!! The Secret to Dating Your Best Friend’s Sister by Meghan Quinn

How do you date your best friend’s sister? Easy. 

Step one: Pretend you want her to set you up with someone else. That will bring the two of you closer.

Step two: Go on dates with lots of random women, proceed to get stupid drunk and talk about your best friend’s sister, thus gaining the courage to finally make a move.

Step three: Randomly show up at her apartment and confess your love. Women love that, right?

It all seemed so simple. A fool-proof three-step process that will guarantee the love of your life to fall madly in love with you. 

At least–that’s what I thought was going to happen. But my attempts to win over Julia Westin backfired in more ways than I can count. The thing about Julia? She’s smart–really smart–and her wicked gaze cuts through all the charm I’ve tried slinging her way. She’s not interested in games, my gifts, or my stories. She might want me too, but she’s not giving in that easy…

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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!

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NEW RELEASE!! The Perfect duet by Meghan Quinn ~ Sarah A’s Review

For better or for worse,’til death do us part . . .

The better captured me; she’s who stole my heart. 

And made me realize I couldn’t live without this woman.

The worse of her took my breath away–kicked me when I was down and twisted me into a million knots.

 When I first met her, I thought she was someone I would never see again. 

The second time I ran into her, it was a random coincidence.

The third? 

I didn’t know it at the time, but she was the girl I was going to marry.

 But life isn’t always perfect. You have to take the better and the worse–even if it means giving her up, having her slip between your fingers, and letting her walk away. 

 I’m getting married. 

This is forever, ’til death do us part.

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I know I should write a comprehensive review of this book, so I can tell all you beautiful people why you should read it, but I am reeling so hard right now all I can think about is diving into The Right Side of Forever.  The Left Side of Perfect was completely different than what I had imagined it was going to be going in, and I think that is part of the reason I’m so discombobulated as to what to say to convey how I feel about this book.

Freaking-A man, this book was rough.  I know, I KNOW how I want things to turn out in one moment and then five seconds later I’m convinced it should go the other way.  Meghan Quinn is tearing my heart in two because she has given us two beautiful – but VERY different – love interests and I don’t want to have to choose one.  Maybe a sister-wives scenario would be the best choice; Vegas isn’t THAT far from Utah. 😉 Honestly, though, I’m so incredibly invested in Colby’s happiness, I’m not sure if I care which woman he ends up with, as long as they all eventually get an HEA.

The characters in this book wonderfully developed and all seem so perfect for one another, both as friends and as more.  Each one of them brought their own strengths and weaknesses to the table and found a balance to filling each other’s missing pieces and highlighting their assets.  I fell in love with all three of the leads and know, no matter how this all ends I’m going to be a little bit heartbroken in the end.

The Left Side of Perfect is the first book in Meghan Quinn’s Perfect duet.  The series is a single story told in two volumes, and you have to read both books for the complete story.  Though I haven’t read it, this duet is a spinoff of Ms. Quinn’s Blue Line duet, these books do not need to be read before starting this story, but I definitely am interested in Colby’s history with Rory and her and Stryder’s love story.  The Left Side of Falling is written in triple first-person perspective, narrated by Colby, Ryan, and Sage.

Meghan Quinn has been hit and miss for me.  I appreciate her heavier fare, and how she incorporates a little light humor into them but her romcoms are not for me.  I now know which ones to pick up and which to pass.  She has a fabulous way of playing with emotions and manipulating her readers into pulling for people and relationships they maybe shouldn’t and making it impossible to choose which outcome is the best for all the involved parties.

In sickness and in health, to love and to cherish . . .

It sounds so simple, to love someone unconditionally.

To give them your heart.

So why is she slowly eating away at my soul with every unanswered phone call, every unread text, and every door left unopened?

 She said yes, and yet, in order for her to be with me . . . I need to let her go.

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This book!  Gah!  I loved it, so much.  It was perfect in its message and delivery, in the way the relationships developed and changed, and how it illustrated what a healthy, loving relationship could look like in several different forms.  The Right Side of Forever was a beautiful conclusion to Colby’s story, and I am ecstatic about how everything worked out.

I can’t express how much I loved Ryan’s growth and healing arc in this book.  I always harp on books lacking those elements and Meghan Quinn did an excellent job of providing an essential and cathartic restorative journey for her.  As much as I loved the love story in this novel, this storyline was my favorite part of the book.

Colby was fantastic in this book, of course, he had moments where he was a bit of a jerk, but it only served to make him more human and accentuate how wonderful he was the rest of the time.  He was understanding and loving to both Ryan and Colby throughout the story, and his compassion when they were each suffering was a thing of beauty.

The Right Side of Forever was a lovely story delivered exquisitely.  There were so many more things at stake in this book than its predecessor, and the handling of them was respectful and delicate.  I was blown away by how subtly Ms. Quinn had set up Ryan’s storyline and the struggles that overtook her, then how she carefully and therapeutically she resolved it.

The Right Side of Forever is the second book in Meghan Quinn’s Perfect duet.  These books are one continuous story and must be read in order.  The Perfect duet is a spinoff of her Blue Line duet, that duet does not need to be read first, but I do feel like I would have appreciated reading it first as I missed some of Colby’s backstory.  The Right Side of Forever is written in triple first-person perspective, narrated by Colby, Ryan, and Sage.

Meghan Quinn blew me away with this duet.  Of the books I’ve read by her, this is her best work to date.  It was such an interesting and multi-faceted story told in a delicious way.  I read both books in a day, and I’m salivating for more.  I’ll be checking out the preceding duet and hoping there is another one coming for a couple we started seeing sparks between in the Perfect duet.

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!

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The Left Side of Perfect by Meghan Quinn ~ EXCERPT REVEAL

For better or for worse,’til death do us part . . .

The better captured me; she’s who stole my heart. 

And made me realize I couldn’t live without this woman.

The worse of her took my breath away–kicked me when I was down and twisted me into a million knots.

 When I first met her, I thought she was someone I would never see again. 

The second time I ran into her, it was a random coincidence.

The third? 

I didn’t know it at the time, but she was the girl I was going to marry.

 But life isn’t always perfect. You have to take the better and the worse–even if it means giving her up, having her slip between your fingers, and letting her walk away. 

 I’m getting married. 

This is forever, ’til death do us part.

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Her hands rest on her hips, the navy-blue Grecian-style dress draped down the length of her body, a small slit on the side that barely reaches her knee. “You’re really fixated on this, aren’t you?”

“Nah, didn’t care too much. A homemade dinner would have been nice, though.”

“I can’t cook.”

“Neither can I,” I answer honestly. I either eat out, or I make myself scrambled eggs, and that’s about it. Rory taught me how to make meatballs once but hell if I can remember how to do that. All I know is that I enjoyed crushing the beef between my fingers. I get by with limited knowledge in the kitchen.

She chuckles. “Well, aren’t we a pair?” She turns to watch Stryder and Rory together. Apparently not giving a shit about the even bigger elephant in the room, Ryan asks, “Is this weird for you?”

“I have a flask in my jacket pocket, so you tell me.”

She lifts her bouquet and pulls out a mini bottle of alcohol. She wiggles her eyebrows at me. “Thought maybe we’d both need this since we have to sit through having all these pictures taken with them.”

“Smirnoff? That’s what you brought with you?”

“It was all I had. Don’t judge me.”

“I’m judging.”

Playfully she whacks my arm. “You shouldn’t be judging me. It was innovative. I carved out a little space in my bouquet for this bottle. If anything, you should congratulate me on this genius idea.”

“Was it your idea?”

“I mean”—she toes the ground—“I might have seen the idea on Pinterest along with a recipe for beer cookies that tasted like vomit.”

“Beer cookies?” I shake my head and take the little bottle from her. Twist the cap, tilt the bottle back, and swig. I hand it back to her, leaving half the bottle. “Even I know better than to think beer cookies would taste good.”

“They were for a boyfriend I was trying to impress.”

“Impress or poison?”

“Impress.” She laughs. “Although after our breakup, I should probably say poison. Teach all future suitors: if you mess with me, you get poisoned.”

“It’d keep me away, that’s for damn sure.”

She finishes the rest of the little bottle and returns it to her bouquet. She pats it and says, “I can recycle it later.”

“Get drunk and save the earth. Sounds like a good combination to me.”

“Ryan and Colby, can we get you over here for a few pictures?” the photographer calls out.

“That’s our cue.” Ryan pokes my cheek with her index finger, looking sincerely at me. “Don’t forget to smile, because these pictures will last forever.”

“Scowling not in the job description of best man?”

As we walk over, she says, “I would normally say no, but given the bride is your ex-girlfriend, one scowl is allowed.”

“One scowl? Damn, better make it a good one.”

In sickness and in health, to love and to cherish . . .

It sounds so simple, to love someone unconditionally.

To give them your heart.

So why is she slowly eating away at my soul with every unanswered phone call, every unread text, and every door left unopened?

 She said yes, and yet, in order for her to be with me . . . I need to let her go.

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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!

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The Leftside of Perfect and The Rightside of Forever by Meghan Quinn ~ COVER REVEAL

For better or for worse,’til death do us part . . .

The better captured me; she’s who stole my heart. 

And made me realize I couldn’t live without this woman.

The worse of her took my breath away–kicked me when I was down and twisted me into a million knots.

 When I first met her, I thought she was someone I would never see again. 

The second time I ran into her, it was a random coincidence.

The third? 

I didn’t know it at the time, but she was the girl I was going to marry.

 But life isn’t always perfect. You have to take the better and the worse–even if it means giving her up, having her slip between your fingers, and letting her walk away. 

 I’m getting married. 

This is forever, ’til death do us part.

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Read Chapter ONE of The Leftside of Perfect HERE

In sickness and in health, to love and to cherish . . .

It sounds so simple, to love someone unconditionally.

To give them your heart.

So why is she slowly eating away at my soul with every unanswered phone call, every unread text, and every door left unopened?

 She said yes, and yet, in order for her to be with me . . . I need to let her go.

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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!

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The Other Brother by Meghan Quinn ~ Sarah A’s Review

I got the call. The dreaded call every child fears. My dad wasn’t well, and the man who had always been my everything needed me.

There was only one thing to do; pack up and head back to my hometown. I had finally made my dream life in the city with the great job and loving boyfriend. But was there really a choice not to go?

I found a wonderful job, a quaint house to rent, my boyfriend was working on joining me in Binghamton, and my favorite pizza place was only miles away. Life was good.

Until I met my neighbor.

It’s been three years since I’d seen Aaron Walters, and my God is he all kinds of sexy gorgeous. Figures. He was supposed to be my forever, the man I grew old with, but he had different plans. How can a man who ripped my heart apart still trip me up? How can he make me still want him now more than ever?

I’m tempted, I’m drawn toward him, I’m completely and utterly unaware that I’m dating his biological brother.

Now two men own my heart. The question is, which brother will I choose?

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I nearly put this book down before I was a quarter of the way into it. I wasn’t connecting with the characters, and some of the writing was feeling forced. At the advice of some of my reading buddies, I pushed through, and I’m glad I did. While The Other Brother isn’t the best book I’ve ever read, it was satisfying and interesting. The characters had compelling backstories, and this was an interesting twist on a second-chance romance.

The Other Brother is a stand-alone. However, there are two other couples in the book who have previously been written about: Racer and Georgie in Twisted Twosome and Tucker and Emma in My Best Friend’s Ex. I did not read those books before The Other Brother, but the couples intrigued me enough that I have added them to my TBR and hope to visit them soon.

Second chance romances are a favorite of mine. There is just something about reconnecting with a significant other from the past and rediscovering the passion once shared that warms my heart. Aaron and Amelia had that connection in spades. It was evident from the start what they’d lost had never disappeared, only misplaced. I enjoyed the flashbacks to their initial relationship; it put the foundation on which Aaron was trying to build their new relationship in crystal clear perspective.

The most intriguing part of the book was that of the brothers, Aaron & Tyke. While a little unreal, I loved it; I read to escape reality, so it was terrific to get that little bit of departure. In fact, all the family dynamics Aaron had to deal with were fascinating and heartbreaking.

My wish for The Other Brother is that the first few chapters be more attention-grabbing. As I said, I nearly DNF’d the book because of the first quarter, when I was finding it hard to connect with the characters or writing. The writing did improve as the novel progressed, so I felt that, perhaps, the author had difficulty connecting with the characters in the beginning as well.

Meghan Quinn, while not exactly unknown to me, is an author I’ve never read. I’ve extensively heard about how funny she is – if you follow my reviews, you know I stay away from comedy – so I’d had little reason to pick up her books. I’m unsure if this book is a departure for her, but the humor took a back seat to the emotion and intensity of The Other Brother. Keeping this fact in mind, I have every intention of trying a few titles from her backlist.

Why? Why does he have to magically appear in my life? Moving back to Binghamton, I thought about the possibility of maybe running into him, but I thought it unlikely, something that would never really happen.

Boy, was I wrong.

What a sick joke life is playing on me.

Aaron Walters, the boy who broke me into pieces is my neighbor.

I can’t fathom the impact I feel already.

Seeing him in hip-hugging jeans and a tight, plain shirt did a number on me. It kept me up all night as memories of what we used to have flooded my mind.

His voice.

His stature.

The way he used to kiss my neck.

The way I felt so protected in his arms.

Too bad his arms couldn’t protect me from his devastating, heart-breaking self.

And hell, he looked good. Too good.

He’s always been tall with handsome features and a chiseled jaw, but now he’s bulked up to the point that I could see his abs flexing under his shirt, the same shirt that stretched over his biceps.

But it wasn’t his muscles or handsome features that once again made my heart ache, it was those eyes. So bright, so blue, so kind, but still so sad. It reminded me of the first day I met him, of the day he stole my heart from every other man on the market.

Broken, unsure, yet yearning for love. It was all there, and like experiencing a moment of déjà vu, I was transported back into a time when I felt invisible like I could conquer anything with him at my side.

Once again, I was wrong.

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!

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The Other Brother by Meghan Quinn ~ Cover Reveal

I got the call. The dreaded call every child fears. My dad wasn’t well, and the man who had always been my everything needed me.

There was only one thing to do; pack up and head back to my hometown. I had finally made my dream life in the city with the great job and loving boyfriend. But was there really a choice not to go?

I found a wonderful job, a quaint house to rent, my boyfriend was working on joining me in Binghamton, and my favorite pizza place was only miles away. Life was good.

Until I met my neighbor.

It’s been three years since I’d seen Aaron Walters, and my God is he all kinds of sexy gorgeous. Figures. He was supposed to be my forever, the man I grew old with, but he had different plans. How can a man who ripped my heart apart still trip me up? How can he make me still want him now more than ever?

I’m tempted, I’m drawn toward him, I’m completely and utterly unaware that I’m dating his biological brother.

Now two men own my heart. The question is, which brother will I choose?

THE OTHER BROTHER
By Meghan Quinn
Release Day  – Nov 2, 2017
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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!

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