The Brown Sisters

Act Your Age, Eve Brown

Act Your Age, Eve Brown (The Brown Sisters #3)


Talia Hibbert


Eve Brown is a certified hot mess. No matter how hard she strives to do right, her life always goes horribly wrong—so she’s given up trying. But when her personal brand of chaos ruins an expensive wedding (someone had to liberate those poor doves), her parents draw the line. It’s time for Eve to grow up and prove herself—even though she’s not entirely sure how…

Jacob Wayne is in control. Always. The bed and breakfast owner’s on a mission to dominate the hospitality industry—and he expects nothing less than perfection. So when a purple-haired tornado of a woman turns up out of the blue to interview for his open chef position, he tells her the brutal truth: not a chance in hell. Then she hits him with her car—supposedly by accident. Yeah, right.

Now his arm is broken, his B&B is understaffed, and the dangerously unpredictable Eve is fluttering around, trying to help. Before long, she’s infiltrated his work, his kitchen—and his spare bedroom. Jacob hates everything about it. Or rather, he should. Sunny, chaotic Eve is his natural-born nemesis, but the longer these two enemies spend in close quarters, the more their animosity turns into something else. Like Eve, the heat between them is impossible to ignore—and it’s melting Jacob’s frosty exterior.


I’ve been curious about Eve Brown since the first book in the Brown Sisters series. She seemed quirky and sweet, and I wanted to know more. Finally, getting to read her book was fun, though it did take me a couple of chapters to get into it. Her mind is a bit too much like my own, and it was kind of stressful. She’s very anxious, for obvious reasons, and it wasn’t until we got to Jacob’s first chapter that I started to really enjoy it.

Eve isn’t sure what she wants to do with her life, and she’s terrified of failure to the point that she doesn’t settle on one thing. When she starts to get any kind of success, she runs away. It’s her coping mechanism, and it’s not till she meets Jacob that someone finally knows how to talk to her about it.

Jacob is awesome. He’s gruff and demanding but so understanding and accepting. He is just honestly perfect, and I love him. He knows what he wants and isn’t able to settle, but he doesn’t push people to be what they aren’t. Eve drives him crazy, but he understands her better than anyone else. She has developed coping strategies for how her mind works, and he accepts them or finds alternatives that work for both of them.

One of the things I loved the most is that Eve is a plus-size heroine, but it’s not the main focus. It’s barely even mentioned. The way that Jacob describes her isn’t pandering to plus-size people. The words used are—honestly, I’m having a hard time thinking of a way to describe it. Often when the heroine is plus-size, you’re very aware of it during sex scenes, but that is not the case in Act Your Age, Eve Brown. It’s refreshing, and I hope more books take this lead.

I enjoyed Act Your Age, Eve Brown, a lot. There were a couple of characters introduced that I’m hoping to see books about. However, this is the last Brown sister, so I’m not sure what will happen next. Still, I’m looking forward to what Hibbert writes next.


Get a Life, Chloe Brown

Get a Life Chloe Brown

Get a Life, Chloe Brown (The Brown Sisters #1)

By: Talia Hibbert


Chloe Brown is a chronically ill computer geek with a goal, a plan, and a list. After almost—but not quite—dying, she’s come up with seven directives to help her “Get a Life”, and she’s already completed the first: finally moving out of her glamorous family’s mansion. The next items?

• Enjoy a drunken night out.
• Ride a motorcycle.
• Go camping.
• Have meaningless but thoroughly enjoyable sex.
• Travel the world with nothing but hand luggage.
• And… do something bad.

But it’s not easy being bad, even when you’ve written step-by-step guidelines on how to do it correctly. What Chloe needs is a teacher, and she knows just the man for the job.

Redford ‘Red’ Morgan is a handyman with tattoos, a motorcycle, and more sex appeal than ten-thousand Hollywood heartthrobs. He’s also an artist who paints at night and hides his work in the light of day, which Chloe knows because she spies on him occasionally. Just the teeniest, tiniest bit.

But when she enlists Red in her mission to rebel, she learns things about him that no spy session could teach her. Like why he clearly resents Chloe’s wealthy background. And why he never shows his art to anyone. And what really lies beneath his rough exterior…


Chloe has chronic pain and has been abandoned by all but her family. Redford was in an abusive relationship that has left him mentally and physically scarred. She has a dry, sarcastic wit that you need to know her to understand fully, while he is usually nice to everyone and has a smile on his face. It’s not an opposites-attract romance, it’s closer to an instant attraction. Only, they both react poorly to it.

Chloe’s humor reminded me of my own, but it didn’t always come off like I assume the author wanted. A couple of times, the only indication I had that she’d said something hilarious was Red laughing at it. Maybe it was a British thing? Apart from that, I enjoyed her as a character. I don’t know anything about fibromyalgia, so I can’t judge the accuracy there, but it did read like someone who was familiar with the subject.

I liked Red. He was a big hulking redhead with long hair that wore fake leather clothes. He loved his mom and, as previously mentioned, was super nice—basically, the appearance of an alpha male with the personality of a cinnamon roll consumed with lust.

I enjoyed the story, though, I do wish there had been some vengeance in it. There was no confrontation with exes, which was a bit of a letdown for my bloodthirst. However, I didn’t expect there to be. Everyone was very mature, and seeing shrinks and using all the words you use when you’re doing that. Promoting good mental health is good and very underrepresented in romance, while vengeance not so much. I understand the choices made, even if I would have liked something more than brief moments of seething from each of the characters.