Manhattan by Kandi Steiner

Whew. I did not prepare myself for Michael's read. I didn't. I should have. I should have been ready and I wasn't at all. This is the read for those people who think they aren't seen, and to show them that they deserve to shine.

You get everything you are hoping for with Michael's read and you aren't ready for what you read. I can promise you that. Michaels is the guy you know but you really don't. You don't know who he is and what he has been through and I promise you that in this read? We get him all. We meet the real Michael and we see the ghosts and demons that he is battling. We also really get to see him get his world turned upside down for the second time and it was beautiful and everything it needed to be. I wanted to knock his head in a few times, but at the end of the day he made his choices and we were just along fro the ride. This read is fun and swoon filled and also emotional and full of character development and love. Just. Lots of love.

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Everyone knows not to fall in love with your best friend. But when your best friend is Michael Becker, it’s impossible not to. He’s everything our town knows a Becker brother to be: devastatingly handsome, charming as a thief, and the icing on the cake — a sentimental musician who’s never without his guitar. And he was mine. At least, that’s what I’d convinced myself. Our bond was born in elementary school, strengthened by circumstance and the promise to always be there for each other, no matter what. And the best thing about my life was being friends with Michael Becker. Until it was the worst. I watched him fall in love with someone else, and helped patch him back up when she left him behind. But when he drops the bomb that he’s moving to New York, I realize it’s my last chance to tell him how I feel. And I ask him to make one more promise. One summer. One list of adventures to remind him that our small town has more to offer than memories of the girl who left him behind. One last chance to tell him I’m in love with him. And I’m just dumb enough to believe that maybe he could love me, too.