Monday, October 14, 2019

Baking Me Crazy by Karla Sorenson [Review]


Baking Me Crazy by Karla Sorenson
Baking Me Crazy (Love at First Sight #1) by Karla Sorenson
Format: ebook
Source: provided for review
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Date read: September 13, 2019

Love at First Sight
1. Baking Me Crazy - Paperback | Kindle
2. Batter of Wits
3. Steal My Magnolia
4. Worth the Wait

Karla Sorensen
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Synopsis (Goodreads):
I’m Levi Buchanan, and until five years ago, I thought the legend of my family’s curse was a load of crazy, Southern nonsense.

No curse can make you fall in love at first sight. No curse can force a true, deep, passionate, all-consuming love that will haunt you all the days of your life.

Then I met Jocelyn Abernathy and I realized how completely wrong I was.

The problem is, Jocelyn guards her feelings like well-armed soldier. She’s the most beautiful, stubborn, infuriating woman I’ve ever met. Every time she talks, I want to kiss the living daylights out of her. But I can’t.

Because when we met, she didn’t need true love. She needed a best friend. And that’s what I’ve been to her…for five years.

But when Jocelyn meets a handsome stranger her first day working at Donner Bakery and she lets him buy her a dill pickle cupcake, I realize with ominous regret that I may have missed my window with my best friend.

If I can’t get her to see past our friendship, my new curse may be to watch the love of my life move on with someone else.
Thoughts on Baking Me Crazy: Oh, MAN, I liked this one. First off, we're back in Green Valley and I LOVE Green Valley. Secondly, Levi and Jocelyn were EVERYTHING. And third...we got to see some familiar faces and that makes me GIDDY with delight. (A certain bearded genius walking into an embarrassing conversation was awesome. HA! Poor Cletus.)

But let's talk about Levi and Jocelyn. Levi has been in love with Jocelyn since Day Zero. But she wasn't looking for a relationship, so he dialed it back, packed down his feelings, and became the best darn friend a girl could hope for. And when she was ready to start looking for romance, he had to figure out how to show her HE was the one for her. Body, heart, and soul.

As for Jocelyn, she definitely wasn't in a place to see Levi as a romantic interest when they first met. They just sort of fell into a pattern of friendship (awesome friendship!) and she had to make a big mental adjustment when his true feelings were revealed.

Again, I loved being back in Green Valley and I love getting to see more of the town and its inhabitants. Levi and Jocelyn were an outstanding start to this series and they have me ready to see what's next at the Donner Bakery.


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Excerpt:
"Besides, this is my best friend perk. Shouldn't I get perks in baked goods?"

She cut me a look. "You've been getting those perks for two years, Buchanan. Don't even pretend you didn't put on a solid ten pounds that first year I started baking." Quite pointedly, she looked at my stomach, which we both knew was covered in muscle.

“That's rude," I mumbled under my breath. I flexed my bicep. Nero licked my elbow since it was right in front of him. "Yeah, ten pounds in my left arm maybe."

The noise she made roughly translated to you are ridiculous. She made that sound at me a lot. Of course, the sad truth of the matter was that I was ridiculous.

Not once in the past five years had my feelings lessened for her. I had just learned to live with them. In my junior year of undergrad, I was taking a class on brain pathology in injuries, and a man came to talk to us about how he learned to live without his right arm after it was amputated.

He told us about how, even years after he lost his arm, his brain still triggered sensations to the limb that was no longer there. The adult brain, in particular, struggled to reorganize after the loss of a limb, and given that four out of five amputees suffer from phantom pain symptoms, some of which were incredibly debilitating, it was a lesson that stuck with me.

I wasn't fool enough to think that me loving Jocelyn was on par with a man who’d lost his arm, but something about the way he talked plucked at a chord inside me. Sometimes my brain struggled to remember that we were just friends.

She'd never dated, never even hinted that she wanted to. She'd never given me a longing glance. Never stared at my mouth like she wondered what it tasted like.

But my hands never, not once, stopped wanting to reach for hers. My fingers always, always itched to dig into her crazy hair and see what the curve of her scalp felt like.

My brain knew what this relationship was, but sometimes, the signals it sent to the rest of my body didn't always match up with the truth of our situation. We worked out together a lot, Joss and I, and when she got frustrated with the limitations of her body, I always wanted to wrap my arms around her.

I wanted to pull her into the curve of my body, absorb her dissatisfaction into my skin, and carry it for her. That was the irony when she made noises like that.

She had absolutely no clue how ridiculous I really was.



About Karla Sorensen
Karla Sorensen has been an avid reader her entire life, preferring stories with a happily-ever-after over just about any other kind. And considering she has an entire line item in her budget for books, she realized it might just be cheaper to write her own stories. It doesn’t take much to keep her happy…a book, a really big glass of wine, and at least thirty minutes of complete silence every day. She still keeps her toes in the world of health care marketing, where she made her living pre-babies. Now she stays home, writing and mommy-ing full time (this translates to almost every day being a ‘pajama day’ at the Sorensen household…don’t judge). She lives in West Michigan with her husband, two exceptionally adorable sons and big, shaggy rescue dog.


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