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Title: The Problem With Heartache
Series: Crazy in Love #3
Author: Lauren K. McKellar
Genre: Contemporary Romance (New Adult)
Release Date: February 27, 2015
SYNOPSIS
The problem with heartache is that there’s no one-size-fits-all relief package. You can go to classes; you can try to embrace change. But when you wake up at two in the morning, a smile on your face because you’ve dreamt about the could have—the should have—nothing will console you.
Because seconds later, you remember.
And remembering can rip you apart.
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Kate will do anything for her family. It’s why she took the job with Lee. It’s why she’s attempting to forget her pain. But it's hard to forget, when you're desperate to hold on. Even if Lee Collins is the perfect package.
Lee will do anything for the ones he cares about. It’s why he hired Kate.
It’s why he keeps his secrets, and it’s why he cannot, will not fall in love. Not with Kate—not with anyone.
Ever.
The one thing he can’t forgive.
The one thing she can’t forget
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Kristine's Review:
Reviewed: March 2015.
It's no secret that The Problem with Crazy utterly decimated me, it took me weeks, possibly months to recover from, the love I have for that book, for Lauren McKellar's words was and still is astronomical. I knew stepping back into Kate's world would be fraught with emotions, I was ready, prepared even, for anyone who has ever lost someone unexpectedly you know all to well the stages of grief, you know what it's like to wake up in the morning and have that split second of happiness before the crushing pain floods your memory. You know with a painful clarity what it's like to be smiling and laughing only to remember that that person is no longer walking this earth with you. There's a shroud of darkness and desolation that seems to hang over you, that invades your every thought making it almost impossible to move on. For McKellar to truly nail that with such eloquence, to make me as the reader FEEL every second of that is a testament to her talent.
The Problem with Heartache is so much more than just a story about grief though, this is a story of hope, of survival, this is a story of letting go but not saying goodbye, because for anyone who has ever lost someone you know that memories live on long after death.
There is so much humour in this story, so many moments that had me giggling and outright laughing, McKellar proves that life goes on, even when at times we don't want it to, she shows that there are days when it's hard just putting one foot in front of the other, and days that grief is more of a faded memory not a grey cloak dragging you down.
In the aftermath of Lachlan's death, Kate is alive but she isn't living, survival has become her main focus, get up, make it through the day, wash, rinse, repeat, but when Lee Collins offers her an opportunity of a lifetime she is forced to step back into the land of the living. What follows is a story of two people recovering from the hurts of their past and actively making a decision to move forward with their lives. And that right there is the thing about heartache, about grief, you have to actively decide to want to move on, you don't have to say goodbye the memories but you do have to let the hurt go.
Once again McKellar has taken me on a journey with her, she's effortlessly created a world I want to live in, with characters I truly admire, and despite the moments of pain she inflicted on my battle weary heart, she left me feeling stronger, she's shown that life isn't always unicorns and cupcakes, but that life can be amazing if you're willing to take a leap and be part of it.
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EXCERPTS
Excerpt 1
“You. In.” She pointed to the room behind me, and I glanced over my shoulder.
“In there?” I smirked again, but her cheeks didn’t get any redder, to my astonishment. “Is now really the time?”
She pushed against my naked chest, her steely eyes fixed on my face the whole time, then slammed the door behind us with her foot.
“If you wanted some private time together, you just had to say so.” I joked, leaning back against the chair that was positioned in front of the mirror in my dressing room.
“You think this is funny?” Kate asked, her head tilted to the side.
“Actually … yeah.” I nodded and smiled again, not unkindly.
Kate looked down, and for one God-awful moment I thought she was going to cry.
Then, she did something better than crying. Holy mother of crap sticks, was this better than crying.
She raised her hands to the top of her black button-up shirt—and she undid the top button. Creamy, white skin is exposed, defined collarbones, teasing my eyes down to—
She undid another button. Holy fuck, what was Kate doing? Her cleavage heaved in front of me, and I got a hint, just a hint of her black lacy bra.
“It cannot be a coincidence that one man is shirtless in front of me six times in two weeks.”
I grinned. She’d counted.
That totally means she’s into it.
Then she did something that completely surprised me. Hell, it shocked the living daylight out of me. In one fluid movement, she grabbed the sides of her shirt and pulled, popping open her entire top and then shrugging it over her shoulders so she stood there in the world’s hottest black, lacy bra, skin-tight black denim jeans and these shoes—how the hell did I not notice them before?—that were red, high, and sexy as sin.
I swallowed. “So … this is a revenge …” Swallow, “… strip?”
“This is me, trying to do something to get you to pay attention and listen when I ask you to do something.” Kate’s voice was honey as it melted into me.
I raised my hand to the back of my neck and rubbed at the muscles there that had suddenly become tight with tension. “Oh, I’m paying attention, all right.” I widened my eyes. There was absolutely no doubt about that right now.
“Get back stage, Lee. Seriously. This is your last warning.”
I swallowed again, and felt the clamminess of perspiration beading my brow. Was it hot in here? It sure felt hot.
She stepped close to me, till her chest was almost touching my chest. Shit, she smelt like soap and hairspray and … apples. Delicious.
“I …” My gaze flicked to her lips, and I wondered if it would really be that bad if I kissed her. After all, that wouldn’t be promising her marriage, and maybe she’d be up for a casual thing. And her lips—they were so red, and plump, and—oh God, she just licked them with that sweet-as-hell little tongue, and—
The palm of her hand made contact with my face before I even registered her arm moving. Five elegant fingers stung my cheek and I jerked backward, clutching my face in pain. “What the hell?”
Kate walked over to where her shirt lay on the floor and picked it up, casually shrugging it on. She had the biggest shit-eating grin on her face, and I couldn’t help but give a little smile myself. I’d not seen her look so animated since she first boarded the bus.
“I told you it was your final warning,” she said, doing up her buttons, then turned to the door, wrenching it open and making a sweeping gesture with her arm, allowing me passage through. “Now, Mr Collins, if you please.”
“Thanks,” I mumbled, walking past her and out into the corridor. I passed Xander’s door, and a thought flashed through my mind. What if she stripped for all the guys to get them on stage? I couldn’t have her just—
“Lee?” The voice halted me in my tracks. I spun to face her.
She threw my black shirt at me. “Put some clothes on.”
excerpt #2:
“The truth is, you can’t … you can’t die now.” My voice was tiny, and I leaned closer to his hand, laying my cheek against it. “Dad, I … I need you here. I just spent two months overseas, and the six months prior I was practically in a coma myself, damn it; I couldn’t stand it if I lost that time we could have had together. I can’t lose you.”
Tears leaked from my eyes and snailed their way down my cheeks, and I brushed them away with the palm of my hand. I didn’t know that I’d ever felt so desperate, so much desire for something for so long.
People lost their loved ones all the time. I’d lost Lachlan. Lee lost Ryan. Johnny lost his whole family.
But I didn’t want to lose again. God, please don’t make me lose again.
“Don’t die, Daddy.”
Two hours later, I walked out of emergency, bag wheeled behind me, and I caught the train home. Mum stayed at the hospital to be by Dad’s side. She wanted to be there always. Just in case …
It wasn’t until my head hits the pillow that I realise. I realise that I must believe in something after all.
Who else was I praying to if I didn’t?
About the Crazy in Love series
The Crazy in Love series consists of three titles: The Problem With Crazy, Eleven Weeks and The Problem With Heartache.
AUTHOR BIO
Lauren K. McKellar is an author and editor. Her debut novel, Finding Home, was released through Escape Publishing on October 1, 2013, and her second release, NA Contemporary Romance The Problem With Crazy, is self-published, and is available now. She loves books that evoke emotion, and hope hers make you feel.
Lauren lives by the beach in Australia with her husband and their two dogs. Most of the time, all three of them are well behaved.
AUTHOR LINKS
Twitter: https://twitter.com/LaurenKMcKellar
Website: http://laurenkmckellar.com/
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