Synopsis

A prank gone wrong …

A case of mistaken identity …

Is this love story doomed before it can begin?

I messed up.

I accidentally told my parents I found love. Don’t judge. You deal with your mom constantly setting you up with models who want to use you for your connections and see how you respond.

Now my parents can’t wait to meet the man. Neither can I.

Internet dating to the rescue. But when my first date turns out to be Mr. Married Farter, I’m done.

Before I can tell my parents I’m a big fat liar I connect with Rafael, a Dutch guy from Amsterdam. And guess who happens to have the opportunity to live in Holland for six months? Things are suddenly looking up.

Except when I arrive in Amsterdam, Rafael isn’t the nice, dependable man I thought he was. He’s a mischief-maker who needs to grow up already.

But what if the immature prankster isn’t who he seems? What if Rafael is the nice, dependable man I thought he was? Should I give him another chance?

Is it possible I can find Dutch love Online?

This romantic comedy features a woman who protects her heart with a heavy dose of cynicism, a man doing his damndest to save his sister, and a whole passel of friends determined to push the two of them together no matter the subterfuge necessary.

Each book in the Love in the Lowlands romantic comedy series can be read as a standalone.

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Review

This is the last book in this series (but I keep hoping for a book about Joke, I think she has a story to tell) and the gang is all here with the addition of a new friend to the group.

I loved being back in the Hague with Abby, Mia, Charlotte, and Avery….and of course, the hunky dutchmen that go with these feisty women. The story is fast-paced, hilarious, sexy, and sweet all at the same time. These women know what it means to have your back, mostly at Abby’s interference, but that is what friends do. They stick their noses in and back you 100% no matter what.

Sofia is a talented photographer but her passion is really her art. Her mom, a famous model, just wants to see her daughter in a happy relationship so sets her up blind dates whenever she can get away with it. So Sofia takes this into her own hands…well actually it is her best friend Zara…and joins a dating app. Men can be lowlifes but enter Rafael. Rafael seems like a loving brother and all-around good guy and their text conversations are fun. When these two meet, it will not be what either of them expected.

I loved how Rafael was protective of his sister and did whatever he had to do to keep her well and happy.  She is living with kidney failure and who knows if a kidney will be found in time. But that overprotective instinct causes him to make some bad decisions, especially where Sofia is concerned. But that is what makes this story feel real, that they make mistakes and bad choices which is what we all do.

Sofia is a no-nonsense kind of woman and will do anything for anyone she cares about. Heck, she is roped into taking photos at a kid’s party when she first arrives in The Hague, but that is just the kind of woman she is.

This series has been so much fun to read. I laugh, I cry a little, and I drool over some hunky dutchmen (just don’t tell my husband). I could even relate to how Sofia and Rafael meet since I also met my husband online. I relish in the girl gang friendship and how they are all there for each other no matter what, even at the whim of Abby who likes to stick her nose in everyone’s business. But that is what makes Abby endearing, the lengths she goes to for her friends.

I love how there is a “wrap up” that is a few years down the road. It is a great way to end the series and not leave us hanging too much as to what this group of friends is up to and if everything was still working in their relationships.

You won’t be sorry if you check out this series. We give it 5 paws up.

Excerpt

As I enter, I hear a click above me. I glance up right in time to see a bucketful of water come raining down on me.

“What in the world?”

I dash to the side before my equipment can be soaked and therefore ruined, but I don’t move quick enough to avoid my hair and clothes being doused with water.

“Oh my god, this is classic!” someone says in between guffaws of laughter.

I lift my head to discover a man holding up a phone directed at me.

“Are you filming me? What the hell is going on? Was this some kind of prank?”

I lay my equipment on the sofa in the reception area before surveying the door. Yep, there’s a contraption with string and pulleys all right.

“What in the world is wrong with you? You could have ruined my equipment.”

“If you’d shut the hell up, I’d apologize.”

“Apologize? As if there’s an apology big enough for what you did.”

“Calm down.”

I feel my nostrils flare. I hate it when someone tells me to calm down. As if saying the words will magically make me calm. Not bloody likely.

“I’ll calm down when I’m damn well ready to calm down.”

“Real mature.”

I grab the sides of my head to keep it from exploding. “Are you seriously saying I’m not mature right now? You, who barely five minutes ago, set up a prank in a professional office? I’m the one who’s not mature?”

“You’re the one having a hissy fit in this professional office.”

About the Author

I grew up reading everything I could get my grubby hands on, from my mom’s Harlequin romances to Nancy Drew, to Little Women. When I wasn’t flipping pages in a library book, I was penning horrendous poems, writing songs no one should ever sing, or drafting stories which have thankfully been destroyed. College and a stint in the U.S. Army came along, robbing me of free time to write and read, although on the odd occasion I did manage to sneak a book into my rucksack between rolled up socks, MRIs, t-shirts, and cold weather gear. After surviving the army experience, I went back to school and got my law degree. I jumped ship and joined the hubby in the Netherlands before the graduation ceremony could even begin. A few years into my legal career, I was exhausted, fed up, and just plain done. I quit my job and sat down to write a manuscript, which I promptly hid in the attic before returning to the law. But practicing law really wasn’t my thing, so I quit (again!) and went off to Germany to start a B&B. Turns out running a B&B wasn’t my thing either. I polished off that manuscript languishing in the attic before following the husband to Istanbul where I decided to give the whole writer-thing a go. But ten years was too many to stay away from my adopted home. I packed up again and moved to The Hague where, in between tennis matches and failing to save the world, I’m currently working on my next book. I hope I’ll always be working on my next book.

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