Book Review

First Line Friday: One Touch by Lena Hendrix

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Today’s book is One Touch by Lena Hendrix.

“If you get me arrested, I swear I will tell everyone about the time you snuck into Dorothy King’s house and replaced all of the photos of Jesus with a picture of Ewan McGregor dressed as Obi-Wan Kenobi.”

My older brother Lee looked at me, and a laugh sputtered out of him. He schooled his face and shot me a stern look as he pressed a finger to his.

I crouched lower and huddled next to him against the brick wall in the darkened alley. “I’m not kidding. I’ll sing like a canary.”

His stare widened as he mouthed SHUT. UP.

I rolled my eyes at him, and nerves skittered through me.

I have only been home a day. How the hell had he roped me into this?

It was because Lee was too charming for his own good, that was how. It seemed it was Lee’s life’s mission to orchestrate ridiculous pranks against our rivals, the Kings. This one was payback for plastic-wrapping our oldest brother Duke’s car to a light post last week. The rivalry between the Sullivans and Kings went back generations, but the pranking itself had been something Lee had championed since his time overseas.

Usually harmless, always ridiculous.

“Okay, he’s coming. Stay low until I say go.”

About: Kate is excited to rehab her family homestead and eager to get started until she learns the contractor is her loser ex’s jerk of a brother. Beckett is arrogant, rude and unfriendly, so Kate wants nothing to do with him. But that stance becomes increasingly difficult to maintain as she notices the way his jeans fit or the body of god he’s hiding under all those clothes. He’s the last man on earth she should want but he’s also the only one she’s interested in anymore.


Falling hard for my ex-boyfriend’s rugged older brother was never in the plan.

Beckett Miller may be my brother’s best friend, but he’s also the last person on earth I want to ask for help. He’s stubborn, demanding, and doesn’t care at all what people think of him—everything his little brother wasn’t, and definitely everything I should not want.

Thanks to my own stubbornness and my three infuriating siblings, he is the only one who can help me renovate my beloved aunt’s farmhouse.

Beckett thinks I’m a doormat, and I know he’s an arrogant prick, but toss in one late-night game of tipsy strip poker, and before long, endless summer days turn into scorching nights.

Every stolen touch—every kiss—is wrong in the best ways.

I can fix everything around me: my friends’ problems, my brothers’ love lives, maybe even the decades-old rivalry that divides our cozy coastal town. So Beckett’s snarl and heavy sighs are no match for me.

The only thing I can’t seem to fix is the way my body reacts when he swings a hammer. I built walls to protect my heart after what his brother did to me, but I’m finding it could all come crumbling down with just one touch.

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