Simon and Caroline are back for another round of baking, banging, and big life changes. Settling in, but never settling down, Caroline has finally struck a balance between the professional and the personal. As one of the top interior designers in San Francisco, she travels all over Northern California between nook time with Simon.
Perpetual globetrotter Simon has cut his frequent flyer miles in half over the last year, preferring to balance his professional and personal life, as well.
The next step in their lives seems preordained—toasts, veils, and the aisle of rose petals. But when an accident on a photo shoot in Southeast Asia brings Caroline the most terrifying phone call she could ever imagine, she has to ask whether “till death do us part” is a more realistic prospect than faces most couples.
It’s been a grand adventure, and Caroline and Simon wouldn’t go out without the best surprise ending ever. One part sexy, one part laughter, a dash of exotic locales, and one pink nightie, mixed with passion, and you’ve got Last Call. Served with a side of Clive.
Seriously, I want to hunt down Alice and kiss her full on the mouth. This book is pure Alice Clayton perfection, and the best way to end a series. I hadn’t even started the prologue and I was already tearing up. Even if you haven’t read all of the books in this series, which I have not by the way, anyone who has read her unpublished work, needs to read the dedication and acknowledgments. I have always adored her, but now I have a serious girl crush on her.
Ok. Ok. I will say this about Last Call. It has everything that you love about the whole series. Everyone from all of the books, even from her Redhead series makes an appearance, and I would not recommend reading the last third of the book in a public place, like on a train like I did. I couldn’t control my gasps and tears. Other commuters probably thought I lost my mind.
Simon? Holding a baby girl? It was like a bomb of cute went off inside me. Still, he is quiet now. Thoughtful.
I loved sweet and slow Wallbanger, but I loved Wallbanger Wallbanger the best!!
“Come on, let’s go congratulate our friend Shoeless Joe over there.”
No one ever tells you to remember these moments. To photograph them in your mind, develop them into memories. to have them easily accessible and on instant recall when you’d need them later. To try and replay and recreate the last time you see someone.
There really isn’t a reason why you shouldn’t be reading this series, but the last book is like more than just icing on the cake that was probably made by Ina Garten. It’s eating cake in the back of a limo. It’s pie for a wedding cake. It’s San Fransisco in the fall. It’s Simon Parker on painkillers. (Too funny for words). It’s Simon Parker in a tux (Too hot for words). Just read the whole series…OK?!?!
I give this book 5 Gold crusted stars and put it on my “favorites”, “books that own me”, and “top shelf fantastic reads” shelves on Goodreads.