Catch a Falling Star (Second Chances Series Book 3) – Merry Farmer

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The last thing Jo Burkhart ever thought she’d do was have a one night stand…

But when a little harmless, coffee shop flirting with high-powered Broadway and television director Benjamin Paul leads to a steamy proposition, how could a romance novelist like Jo resist?

The last thing Ben Paul needed was to fall in love…

But when he lands in bed with a down-to-earth, genuine Jo—a woman who doesn’t want anything from him but an afternoon of passion—his heart gets carried away. He can’t let it end with one night.

The last thing either of them needed was for their worlds to collide…

But when Ben’s career implodes under the weight of salacious rumors, and Jo finds herself on the verge of losing her family’s house in Maine, they may be the only people who can save each other from disaster…

…unless being together creates an even bigger disaster for both.

PLEASE BE ADVISED: Steam level – VERY hot.

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We find Jo in New York on a trip to visit her book agent. She heads into a coffee house, and unknowingly sits at Ben’s table. He comes over and they hit it off, well enough that when he propositions her for a quickie at his apartment, she, uncharacteristically, agrees. While in New York, she was given not-so-great news, and she heads back to Maine. Meanwhile, Ben’s career is taking a major nose-dive because of some salacious financiers. Ben heads to Maine and that’s when things get interesting…

I liked Jo. She struggled. She was simple in her needs, complicated in her thoughts, and true to her emotions. I liked Ben, though he was not simple in his needs, he was likable. He was truly that likable rake. You didn’t really WANT to like him, but he was honest about himself and he was charming. He had this almost little boy charm about him. We see Spence and Tasha, and Simon and Jenny, and of course we see Yvonne. I love Yvonne. You don’t want to, she’s bossy, over-stepping, and almost always right. And in this story, we’re watching the start of another between….well, you’ll have to read it. I won’t give that away for you. 🙂

Ms. Farmer’s Second Chances tv show world is growing more complex with each book. And it’s wonderful that we’re getting slowly more immersed in it. It’s like watching a tv series. You hyper focus on one set of characters for an episode, but before the season is over, you’ve met them all, seen several different dramatic moments, and get an idea of the theme and purpose of the entire show, and how all these different people are more alike than different. These books have been that way for me. So, would I recommend them for you to read? Yes, I would. They’re steamy, more so than many of her other books. So, if the nookie bothers you, I would refrain.


Merry Farmer lives in suburban Philadelphia with her two cats, Butterfly and Torpedo. She has been writing since she was ten years old and realized one day that she didn’t have to wait for the teacher to assign a creative writing project to write something. It was the best day of her life. She then went on to earn not one but two degrees in History so that she would always having something to write about. Today she walks along the cutting edge of Indie Publishing, writing Historical Romance and Women’s Sci-Fi. She is also passionate about blogging, knitting, and cricket and is working towards becoming an internationally certified cricket scorer.

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