Mabel Armstrong is on the verge of giving up. But just when things feel bleakest, there seems to be a shift in the universe. People come out of the woodwork. Her ex won’t leave her alone. An old friend finally tries to become more. Even the cute guy at the coffee shop starts paying extra attention.
Maybe Maby is a heartbreaking, and at times, hilarious story about coping with loss, finding love in New York, and learning to recognize hope in the middle of it all.
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This isn't your typical boy meets girl - they fall in love - HEA follows soon after. This follows the story of Maby. Maby has her fair share of baggage. She is still reeling from a tragic loss when her boyfriend leaves her for a mutual friend. With her life spiraling, Maby resorts to the only thing she has ever known. Counting....
Maby is a complex and interesting character. I feel as if her story is what kept me captivated. There are so many layers to Maby that I felt like I could read about her forever. She is witty and smart, but is so caught up in her own mind that sometimes it is hard for her to see it.The character of Maby is so well developed and intricate that it made all the other characters in the book seem inadequate. There is a love story wrapped inside but I really feel as if Maby's journey was so powerful and so moving that it was at the forefront of the book.
Willow Aster has a way of writing that will cause you to forget every responsibility you have and become lost in her story. Maybe Maby is no exception. Reading as Maby traveled down the path of discovering herself, I became caught up in the highs and lows of this story. I became enamored in the different relationships Maby developed with everyone she came in contact with.
Maybe Maby was definitely a great read. I would recommend it to anyone who is looking to get lost in a story about a woman hitting rock bottom and fighting her way back out. It is captivating and motivating to say the least.
I take off running with him not far behind. When we reach the stairs, he swoops me up, takes the stairs two at a time, and tosses me on the bed. He stares down at me.
“Now what?” he asks.
“Let’s not sleep with our clothes on tonight.”
His shirt is over his head with one yank from the back. I lean up on my elbows to watch.
“Your turn,” he says.
“Your pants are still on.”
He unbuttons them slowly and takes his sweet time pulling them down. His thumb loops under the waistband of his boxer briefs and my mouth waters waiting for him to take them off. He says something, but I don’t hear any of it.
“What?” I ask.
“I said—are you sure?” He puts his hand over his mouth and looks at me, his eyes narrowing. After a long pause, he says, without conceit: “When we make love, it’s gonna change things. I want to know if you’re ready for that before we do.”
I move until I’m on my knees in front of him. “Things have already changed for me. I’m ready … if you are.”
He grins and pulls my dress over my head. “Haven’t you been hearing me? I’ve been ready for you for a long time, Maby Armstrong.”
His hands travel down my chest and he unhooks my bra, sucking in a breath when it falls to the ground. He smiles at my yellow thong with black skulls.
“You’re so edgy,” he smirks, getting on his knees while he pulls them off. He looks up at me. “I plan to spend a lot of time in this general vicinity.” He waves his hand over the area from my lips to my thighs. “And especially here,” he whispers, pulling me into his mouth.
I hold onto his hair for dear life. I nearly fall back on the bed, but his hands are gripped on both cheeks, keeping my buns of nothing close to steel in place.
About the Author
Willow Aster is the author of True Love Story, In the Fields, and Maybe Maby. She lives with her husband and two kids on a tropical beach in paradise. Well, at least part of that is true … the rest is Story Lala Land, where Willow spends most of her time.