Ryot Bisley is my husband.
Yes, the former third baseman for the Chicago Bobbies and absolute heart throb of the Windy City. That Ryot Bisley.
The first time I ran into him, he was grumpy, a horrific host, and left me on his sofa with nothing but a nylon baseball flag to use as a blanket.
The second time, he reluctantly bought me dinner, stared at my chest the entire night, and still sported that permanent frown.
The third time . . . well, that was a game changer. His smile captured me, his teasing charmed me, and his touches excited me.
So when he was called up to the majors that didn’t stop us from knocking it out of the park and all the way down the aisle.
Eleven years later…I’d love to say we’re happy as ever but the man who sent me dirty text messages every day is long gone and Mr. Frowny Face is back.
He’s so focused on trying to build a life after baseball that he doesn’t see the life we’ve already created together. . .so I make the hard decision and serve him divorce papers.
Problem is…my husband refuses to accept those papers. Instead, he has a new game plan that makes untying the knot of our marriage a little tricky. And just when I thought I wanted to be traded . . . he’s slowly, tantalizingly roping me back in.
Myla and Ryot kept finding each other, against all odds, no matter how many times they walked away. From Arizona to Chicago, fate just kept throwing them together until they had to explore this thing between them. They fell hard and things were perfect, until they weren’t. Ryot struggled, blindsided, when his major league career was cut short by injury. He scrambled to find meaning and identify a new purpose in life and made a new career for himself in the sports world. His new venture blew up and Myla was so proud, until he uprooted them, taking them far from their lives in Chicago to pursue his new passion in California. He was so focused on what to do after retiring from baseball that he never asked what Myla wanted.
She went along and supported him but as the new job takes up more and more of his time, she can’t help but become resentful. Her doting attentive husband has become an absent stranger who no longer listens when she talks and she’s had enough. This may be the first love story I’ve ever read that opens with divorce papers but Myla’s pain was palpable. She’s been dismissed, ignored and taken for granted yet she was still biding her time, waiting for him to come around, until she wasn’t. At some point, she begins to worry she’s losing herself while waiting for the man she married to return but he hasn’t come back.
Ryot is so wrapped up in his new business that he didn’t even realize she was unhappy. In fact, the divorce papers are a complete shock. He’s stunned. Even worse, he has no idea why she wants out and Myla won’t tell him, so he sets out to win her back. The story bounces back and forth from their first meeting to the present, weaving happy memories and history with their current turmoil. Ryot’s frantic at the thought of losing her but he doesn’t even know why she’s upset. Myla’s so very hurt but also angry and downright petty at times.
Their story is funny and sweet, with plenty of comic relief and lots of love/ I loved these characters, even though they both frustrated me at times and their story was fun to read. I received an ARC from the author in exchange for an honest review.