Bittersweet (True North #1) by Sarina Bowen

Bittersweet by Sarina Bowen
Pages: 349
Series: True North #1
on June 14, 2016
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The new series is set in Vermont. True North is populated by the tough, outdoorsy mountain men that populate the Green Mountain State. They raise cows and they grow apples. They chop a lot of wood, especially when they need to blow off steam. (Beards are optional but encouraged.)
If you can’t stand the heat, get out of the orchard.
The last person Griffin Shipley expects to find stuck in a ditch on his Vermont country road is his ex-hookup. Five years ago they’d shared a couple of steamy nights together. But that was a lifetime ago.
At twenty-seven, Griff is now the accidental patriarch of his family farm. Even his enormous shoulders feel the strain of supporting his mother, three siblings and a dotty grandfather. He doesn’t have time for the sorority girl who’s shown up expecting to buy his harvest at half price.
Vermont was never in Audrey Kidder’s travel plans. Neither was Griff Shipley. But she needs a second chance with the restaurant conglomerate employing her. Okay—a fifth chance. And no self-righteous lumbersexual farmer will stand in her way.
They’re adversaries. They want entirely different things from life. Too bad their sexual chemistry is as hot as Audrey’s top secret enchilada sauce, and then some.

DNF @50%

Frank Zappa said:
“So many books, so little time.”

Therefore, I feel like I shouldn’t waste time with novels that I don’t particularly like.
Besides the fact that I got a little bored with all that farming stuff, apples and cider making, milking cows, I couldn’t even connect with the characters. Side note: I loved Bishop Brothers series by Kennedy Fox, which has tons of farming, sexy alpha farmer boys, dirty talks that didn’t make me roll my eyes. So the trope wasn’t the problem.

She had mommy issues – as in her mother was a stone hearted bitch and he was a grumpy farmer. 🤷🏼‍♀️
She dropped out of two colleges, but finished culinary school, because her dream was to become a chef.
He was supposed to play in the NFL, but his father died and he came back to take care of the farm and his big family.
Again 🤷🏼‍♀️

The moment that I stopped trying and decided I have better things to do was when they had sex.
Here:

“Do your job, baby,” I prodded. “You can’t have my dick until you do.” (she was supposed to put the condom on him 🙄)

“Come closer. Farmers like to get dirty.”

🙄

“Who’s the best fuck you’ve ever had?” I growled. “Y-you are,” she gasped out. “It’s not even a c-contest.” “Aw.” I squeezed her hips. “Good answer, baby. I feel like giving you a reward.” I let up on her hips. “Go on. Take what you need.”

And, I’m done.

In the end, I feel like this is a “it’s not you, it’s me” situation, so read my friend Leila’s review, because she enjoyed this book a lot and maybe she will convince you to give it a try. I know she succeeded with me. 😄