The final book of The Wrights series by New York Times bestselling author Skye Jordan, is here!
Gypsy Wright knows how to run a kick ass bar on Nashville’s infamous Broadway. She knows how to raise a son on her own and how to set her priorities. But when her longtime frenemy, country music’s golden boy, Wyatt Jackson, needs her help, Gypsy doesn’t know how to say no. She could never have expected how easily the man she’d kept at arm’s length for so long could slip under her skin or into her heart. Or how quickly he could tear apart the world she’s so carefully built.
Wyatt and Gypsy have been side stepping the heat between them for years. He admires the hell out of her dedication to her son and her success, so when he’s faced with the unexpected duty of raising his five-year-old niece, Gypsy is the first person he goes to for help. When sparks finally ignite, they burn hotter than either of them ever expects, and with the futures of two kids, two demanding careers, and two hearts on the line, those flames risk reducing everything that matters to ashes.
Okay, confession time. I have a habit–good? bad? the jury’s still out, because it can go either way–of seeing a book on offer that’s either 1) a continuation of a series I like and/or 2) by an author I like and just clicking on it without even taking the slightest glance at the synopsis. So when the time comes that I pick up the book to read, I’m starting cold with just the barest hint (or sometimes not even) what it’s going to be about.
Must Be Wright is a prime example. Having and and enjoyed the first two books in the series ( Damn Wright and So Wright ), it was a given that I would volunteer to read the third. I mean, it’s Gypsy’s book! And the hero is (probably) going to be Wyatt! It’s a must read!
Which it was, truly. But my point is that I had no clue that Wyatt was going to end up a surprise parent to his five-year-old niece. (At least the blurb doesn’t tell you why…OMG, it’s a doozy) Going in, I had expected 50% less children of single parents than I got with this one. I’m not sorry for it, though–I’m just saying, I was a teensy bit…surprised.
Extra children aside (they’re not truly plot moppets, thank goodness!), Gypsy and Wyatt’s book was worth the wait, for all that it took me by surprise. As was obvious from the scenes we’d seen them in before, the chemistry between the two of them was fabulous, and clearly they manage to bring out the best in each other…eventually. Goodness, does it take us a while to get there! Actual years pass between Dylan’s book and this one…at least the readers didn’t have to wait that long! 😉
My only real issue with the book is how quickly everything manages to come together at the end. For a good 90%+ of the story, Gypsy can’t seem to get off of her I’m-putting-my-child-first-always-and-my-own-life-is-on-hold-indefinitely-and-no-thank-you-I-don’t-need-any-help-with-that pedestal (as a single parent, I get it–kind of. She takes it to a crazy extreme, IMHO), and Wyatt is somehow constantly managing to bumble his way into completely ruining some aspect of her life with his latest example of parental ineptitude. There is NO WAY she’s going to be together with him for real…until she changes her mind. Super quickly. After a convo with another character and a grand gesture.
I mean, it was super cute. But it felt a tad bit too easy after everything that went before it.
Still, I had a good time reading the book, and of course was all about Gypsy and Wyatt getting to their HEA at last. It’s a shame there are no more Wright siblings…
As mentioned, Must Be Wright is the third book in the series. It could work as a standalone, though–it’s several years after the second book, and pretty much everything you need to know about the Wright siblings’ complicated relationships (for this story, at least–it’s a much bigger issue in earlier books) is nicely summed up here.
Rating: 4 stars / B+
I voluntarily reviewed an Advance Reader Copy of this book.