Book: Love Happens At Sweetheart Farm: A Pacific Northwest Romance
Author: Dalyn Weller
Genre: Christian Fiction (Romance)
What if your pursuit of happiness robs someone you love of theirs?
Ian MacTavish is a disillusioned wealth manager for his family’s firm in Seattle. He’s desperate for change but chasing happiness instead of wealth will cost him more than mere money. When he jilts the firm’s wealthiest client and hides out at Sweetheart Farm, his inheritance and the family’s legacy are at stake.
Lexi Taylor is the overworked owner of Sweetheart Farm B&B, a romantic getaway and wedding venue. Too bad she’s never had a sweetheart of her own. She’s convinced she’s better off without one. Love is only a recipe for more loss in her experience.
But then Ian MacTavish shows up looking for an escape and winds up helping her make the farm profitable again. Lexi never knew she was lonely until she met Ian.
As they work together, Lexi’s resolve melts and Ian’s bruised ego begins to mend. Life in the country is just what the city boy needed. Lexi and her Grandmother remind Ian what he’s been missing sitting behind a desk in the business district.
But Ian never imagined he’d have to chase pigs, fight bears, and mend fences to repair his bruised ego and find love. With one reckless act, he restores his confidence and wins the admiration of the women who come to matter most.
It seems so until Ian’s troubles follow him to the farm with Lexi’s riding shotgun.
Love Happens At Sweetheart Farm: A Pacific Northwest Romance is a book of redemption, forgiveness, and embracing joy.
This book is what I would describe as a comfort read and that is a very good thing.
I fell madly in love with this book’s characters within only a couple of chapters. Grandma Isobel, Lexi, Grandpa Ewan, and of course, the dashing Ian McTavish are so well fleshed out, full-rounded characters, which is something you don’t always find in modern books. I even loved the non-human characters of Bijou, Brodie, and Wanda.
Sigh. Just his name is dreamy.
Ian is the heartthrob hero who, by the middle of the book anyhow, puts the only Ian I ever knew in my life to shame. In fact, that Ian should read about this Ian, wherever he is, and take some notes.
Ian starts out a little less than dreamy and under a lot of stress, but give him a few weeks working with his hands on Sweetheart Farm and you’ve got a swoon-worthy main character on your hands who you won’t be able to wait to learn more about.
Lexi, sitting on her beautiful farm turned bed and breakfast with her grandmother, has put up walls around herself to protect her from sadness and loneliness left from childhood tragedies and her younger brother’s personal struggles. She helps to run a farm and a bed and breakfast catering to lovers but she is unwilling to open her own heart to love. Even when she starts to fall for the dashing Ian who visits the bed and breakfast to run away from his family’s multi-million dollar business.
Lexi frustrated me at times, but only because I saw so much of me in her. The stubbornness, the mood swings, the unwillingness to open herself up to chance for fear of being hurt again. Me. Me. And Me. And she didn’t frustrate me for long because soon I was in love with her as I was everyone in her world.
And just when you think this book couldn’t have any more loveable characters, in walks Ewan McTavish, Ian’s grandfather who plays his own integral role in Lexi and her Grandmother’s life later on.
I read this book mainly in the evenings, before bed, and now that I’ve finished, I feel a sense of sadness and will be looking for more books from this author to help fill that void.
I thought I’d share a few of my favorite quotes from the book:
“He had a job he didn’t want. He had an office he didn’t ask for. And now he had a fiancée he didn’t even like.”
“Grandmother went on, “Forgiving doesn’t mean you must pretend the wrong never happened, but that you abandon the offense. Having boundaries would have saved me some grief, that’s true, but unforgiveness would cost me more than my life savings.”
“ He opened them again and pushed out his breath until there was nothing left in his lungs, nothing left in his heart, and nothing left in his soul. Where was God when he needed him?“
“Grandmother took a step back. “You can’t live with what-ifs. The Bible says, taste and see that the Lord is good! You must overcome your distrust and fear, or you will never experience all that God has for you, chéri.”
“The thought of letting my heart go wild is kind of like jumping out of a plane and hoping the parachute opens. Scary.” “Thrilling.” The look in Grandmother’s eyes was a challenge.
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