Some Sort of Love

By Melanie Harlow

March 29, 2016

Rating: 5 out of 5 stars



You might think I had it all—a career I loved, a supportive family, the Nixon metabolism but not the Nixon ears, and a salary that supported my lavish taste in designer shoes, fine wine, and lacy lingerie … but I had no one to share it with.

Until the day I ran into him—my one night stand from college with the crooked smile, let’s-get-out-of-here eyes, and dirty, dirty mouth.

Cute and cocky then, today Levi Brooks is six feet four inches of hot bearded fantasy. A sexy single dad with broad shoulders, strong hands, and a fantastically big … heart. (I mean, it’s massive. And generous. And it pumps so hard … um. Sorry. Lost my place.)

Being a good father means everything to him, but he’s keeping me at a distance because he thinks I deserve someone better — a man who can give me more time, more attention, more of himself. He doesn’t believe he could ever be enough.

But he’s wrong.

He’s everything.



Melanie Harlow is a wonderful storyteller and an excellent writer. This book made me feel as if I had a front row seat on the characters’ emotional journey.

Jillian and Levi connect at a wedding reception – or perhaps the more appropriate word is reconnect, since these two hooked up for a one-night tryst in a broom closet in college. Amazingly these two both remember the chemistry from that long-ago night fondly and vividly and, before the night is done, are embarking on figuring out how to revisit memory lane. Levi, however, has an autistic son and so his freedom to freely spend time with Jillian is limited…and he postpones letting her meet his son for quite a long time. The couple sizzles together, but even great sex doesn’t make the next steps easy for either one of them as they figure out a way to balance their lives. There are a lot of heartbreaking moments along their journey to HEA as they realistically deal with a number of obstacles, both real and perceived.


Favorite part?

The innovative ways the couple made a point of spending time together – texting was never so much fun. I also liked seeing a single dad so engaged and involved in his son’s life.