{"id":15932,"date":"2016-09-13T08:30:39","date_gmt":"2016-09-13T13:30:39","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/twinsietalk.com\/?p=15932"},"modified":"2016-09-12T06:04:34","modified_gmt":"2016-09-12T11:04:34","slug":"review-love-restored-the-gallagher-brothers-book-1-by-carrie-ann-ryan","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/twinsietalk.com\/?p=15932","title":{"rendered":"#Review Love Restored (The Gallagher Brothers Book 1) by Carrie Ann Ryan"},"content":{"rendered":"

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\nIn the first of a Montgomery Ink spin-off series from NYT Bestselling Author Carrie Ann Ryan, a broken man uncovers the truth of what it means to take a second chance with the most unexpected woman\u2026<\/p>\n

Graham Gallagher has seen it all. And when tragedy struck, lost it all. He\u2019s been the backbone of his brothers, the one they all rely on in their lives and business. And when it comes to falling in love and creating a life, he knows what it\u2019s like to have it all and watch it crumble. He\u2019s done with looking for another person to warm his bed, but apparently he didn\u2019t learn his lesson because the new piercer at Montgomery Ink tempts him like no other.<\/p>\n

Blake Brennen may have been born a trust fund baby, but she\u2019s created a whole new life for herself in the world of ink, piercings, and freedom. Only the ties she\u2019d thought she\u2019d cut long ago aren\u2019t as severed as she\u2019d believed. When she finds Graham constantly in her path, she knows from first glance that he\u2019s the wrong kind of guy for her. Except that Blake excels at making the wrong choice and Graham might be the ultimate temptation for the bad girl she\u2019d thought long buried.<\/p>\n

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I received a copy for a honest review<\/p>\n

I have been waiting on pins and needles since Ryan announced she was doing a spin off of the Montgomery Ink series, and since she introduced us to the Bearded, Inked, Pierced, Brooding, and panty melting hotness that is Graham in Ink Enduring I’ve been waiting breathless with anticipation for that day to get here. Well wait no more!!!
\nGraham is the workhorse of the Gallagher Brothers Reconstruction Company, he is the head foreman of the business.
\nBlake is a heiress who is the executor of the estate that owns the house that the Gallagher Brothers will be working on. She also isn’t what she seems as Graham finds out.
\nWhen Graham and Blake meet, it’s at a anniversary of sorts for him and not a good anniversary either and he is a a** to her, as she reminds him of his ex.
\nBut, as I’ve said Blake is not what she appears. Yes when the first met Blake looked like a heiress, what she really is though is the newest member of the Montgomery Ink family as she is the piercer and tattooist that Maya just hired and she has a big secret.
\nFate has a way of pushing people together even if they don’t want to be pushed, and fate wants these two together. Chance meetings at hockey games and the grocery store make these two realize that the reason they are so snarky to each other is the attraction that they’re trying hard to resist.
\nReal life, that’s what makes Ryan so good at what she does, she pulls from real life. The experiences that these characters go through, both past and present, could have happened to anybody and that’s what makes you hurt when they hurt, cry when they cry, and love when they love.
\nThere is sooo much you need to know, but I’m not telling!!! Just know this, even if you’ve never read the series that this is spun from, you will love this book and will not be lost. You will be sucked into their world and want more, whether that’s waiting for the the next Gallagher or diving into the Montgomery Ink series, first one’s free BTW, it’s a addiction that there is no cure for.<\/p>\n

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Chapter One
\nGraham Gallagher had never craved a cigarette as much as he did right then. It didn\u2019t matter that he\u2019d quit smoking over fifteen years ago cold turkey and hadn\u2019t picked one up since then. He just wanted a damn smoke.<\/p>\n

Scratch that.<\/p>\n

He wanted a fucking cigarette, a beer, and a willing woman underneath him as he fucked her until they were both spent.<\/p>\n

And not necessarily in that order.<\/p>\n

Not that he\u2019d get any of that anytime soon. Between this new job, the old one they hadn\u2019t fully completed yet, and the rest of the crap in his life, he wasn\u2019t sure he\u2019d even have time for a beer.<\/p>\n

And considering it had been a long six months since he\u2019d had a woman, he was pretty sure he wouldn\u2019t be getting laid anytime soon. He and his right hand had a perfectly nice relationship for now, and when things got downright dangerous, he got to know his left.<\/p>\n

Jesus, he needed coffee or something if he was thinking about how his left hand would be something different in his life.<\/p>\n

He pulled his dark hair out of the rubber band and grimaced as he caught some tangles when he ran a hand through it. He wasn\u2019t sure he\u2019d brushed it that morning; instead, he\u2019d just thrown it up in a tie at the back of his head as soon as he\u2019d gotten out of the shower. At least I showered, he thought. Considering he\u2019d slept for shit the night before, a shower after sweat-slick dreams had been the only recourse. He quickly ran his hand through his hair a few more times, getting out most of the rat\u2019s nest, and then pulled it back again before the owner of their new project showed up and called him a heathen.<\/p>\n

Graham sighed, sliding his hand over his beard to straighten it out. Since it had grown past his chin and almost touched his chest if he lowered his head just right, he already looked the part of a criminal to some. Add in the ink covering his body, and the piercings only those in his bed could see, and he didn\u2019t fit the ideal image of a businessman that the caliber of people who wanted to work with their business expected.<\/p>\n

Not that he was only a business owner. He and two of his brothers owned, operated, and sweated for Gallagher Brothers Restoration. They cleaned up and restored old homes and buildings that were either already historical landmarks or well on their way to becoming them. It wasn\u2019t the easiest work in the world in Colorado since it was a relatively new state compared to those out east. To put it more simply, the buildings weren\u2019t as old in Denver as they were where the first colonies had settled, like Delaware, Pennsylvania, or the Carolinas. But in the past decade, he, Owen, and Murphy had never lacked for work. Their other brother Jake worked with them at times as well, though he had his own life with this artwork and never seemed to want to butt in.<\/p>\n

Graham always tried to change that, always tried to make sure everyone was included.<\/p>\n

He sighed. One of the perks of being the oldest brother was apparently an ulcer, since he worried over his family so freaking much. And now he was standing in the middle of a monstrosity of a mansion and not in the mood to deal with the legalities and politics that came with this particular job.<\/p>\n

Hence why he needed the cigarette, beer, and willing woman.<\/p>\n

\u201cLet me guess, you woke up, showered, and put on the cleanest jeans you own, but didn\u2019t bother to make a cup of coffee. I mean, why would you, when you figure I\u2019ll bring you some.\u201d<\/p>\n

Graham turned at the sound Owen\u2019s voice and shrugged. \u201cYou always bring me coffee. Why should I make any? Especially when I was running late anyway.\u201d He took the aforementioned coffee with the \u201cG\u201d written on the side, and took a sip, his body relaxing at the first taste of the brown elixir of life.
\nAt that thought, he took another drink, this one a bit bigger. If he was thinking in terms of elixirs like Murphy, perhaps he needed more caffeine than he realized.<\/p>\n

\u201cYou wouldn\u2019t run late if you actually set your alarm for a reasonable hour, instead of right before you need to be out the door. It\u2019s amazing what happens to your day when you actually set a schedule and keep it.\u201d Owen set down the last cup, this one with a large \u201cM\u201d on the side for Murphy, and took a drink out of his own cup, the big \u201cO\u201d written in Owen\u2019s perfect block lettering.<\/p>\n

Seriously, if his brother weren\u2019t so good with his hands when it came to restoring buildings and didn\u2019t take care of all the paperwork that gave Graham headaches, he\u2019d hate the guy. Plus, Owen talked to the other contractors and people who owned the land they worked on. Since Graham didn\u2019t particularly like talking to people in general, he was damn happy Owen dealt with it.<\/p>\n

While Graham had pulled on the cleanest and brightest T-shirt he owned over jeans, Owen had on a button-down shirt over pressed jeans. Yeah, he had a slight beard, but he\u2019d trimmed it down that morning, and even had some sort of mousse or gel in his hair. As Graham had never once used the stuff, he wasn\u2019t sure which one it was. He also had a feeling if Owen hadn\u2019t planned on actually getting dirty at the start of the job, he\u2019d have worn slacks instead of jeans, and probably even a tie along with it.<\/p>\n

Graham never did understand his brother and his need to look presentable at all times.<\/p>\n

But that\u2019s what made Owen, Owen and Graham\u2026Graham.<\/p>\n

\u201cI didn\u2019t sleep well,\u201d he mumbled. \u201cIt\u2019s also the first day on a new job I don\u2019t want in the first place, so yeah, I\u2019m a little off. Once I get a hammer in my hands, I\u2019ll get over it.\u201d<\/p>\n

Owen studied Graham\u2019s eyes and cursed under his breath. \u201cShit, I didn\u2019t think about what month it was.\u201d He paused as if trying to think of something to say to make it all better. Nothing was going to make it that way so his brother would do better to stop trying.<\/p>\n

Graham held out a hand and shook his head. \u201cDon\u2019t worry about it. I\u2019ll get over it. I always do,\u201d he lied.<\/p>\n

He never got over it; never let it leave his mind. But he worked through it, buried it when he needed to, and found a way to live when not living had almost seemed like a better choice.<\/p>\n

Hell, he needed more coffee than this if his brain were going to head in that direction. \u201cWhen\u2019s Murphy getting here?\u201d he asked, trying to change the subject smoothly. From the look in Owen\u2019s eyes, he hadn\u2019t been smooth enough.<\/p>\n

Thankfully, Owen went with it and didn\u2019t push. That\u2019s what he loved about his brothers; they didn\u2019t press unless he needed it. And even then, they did their best not to be annoying about it. He knew he was the same way when it came to their demons, and that\u2019s what made them Gallaghers.<\/p>\n

They\u2019d gone through hell on their own and had come together when the only other option had been giving up.<\/p>\n

And for a Gallagher, there was no such thing. A Gallagher did not give up.<\/p>\n

\u201cMurphy said he\u2019d be here a few minutes ago, so probably in ten minutes,\u201d Owen said with a grin.<\/p>\n

\u201cI heard that, asshole,\u201d Murphy said as he strolled in. Their younger brother had brushed his hair at least, but other than that, he looked like a slightly smaller version of Graham. He\u2019d also let his hair down so it lightly brushed his shoulders, and since he\u2019d shaved his beard fully a month or so ago, it hadn\u2019t come back all the way yet.<\/p>\n

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If Jake had been there with his scruffy beard and messy hair, the four of them would have probably looked like they needed to be locked up somewhere\u2014up to no good and with no responsibilities. But looks weren\u2019t everything, and even though they were inked, pierced, and not the cleanest cut, they were well on their way to making Gallagher Brothers Restoration into something more than the small yet profitable business it was.<\/p>\n

Owen flipped Murphy off and handed him his coffee. \u201cI know you heard it. I said it loudly enough for you to. It\u2019s amazing what happens when you\u2019re observant and hear a truck park.\u201d<\/p>\n

For that remark, Graham flipped Owen off, as well. He looked between his brothers and the old mansion that hadn\u2019t been cared for in far too long. It needed a complete overhaul so it would be safe for anyone who wanted to live there in the future, as well as keep in line with the century it had been built so it could remain on the list for historical landmark status.<\/p>\n

It was going to be a bitch to work with, and if it had been any other house with any other backstory and politics attached to it, Graham would have been first in line to work on it.<\/p>\n

Now, though, he wanted nothing to do with it.<\/p>\n

\u201cWe\u2019re not taking the job,\u201d Graham said with a growl.<\/p>\n

It was an old argument. One he hadn\u2019t won yet. Because they hadn\u2019t signed the final papers, they could still back out and take a job that wouldn\u2019t make his brain hurt and his hands twitch. The heiress and final land owner of the property would be there soon to go over the final details, and because of the way the place had been caught up in litigation with one thing or another, they hadn\u2019t met her yet.<\/p>\n

He wasn\u2019t in the mood to deal with a spoiled princess who couldn\u2019t be bothered to care about the place she\u2019d grown up in.<\/p>\n

\u201cWe\u2019re taking the job,\u201d Owen said, this time without his normal patience.<\/p>\n

As usual, Murphy stood back and let Graham and Owen fight it out. Graham wasn\u2019t sure what side Murphy was on, but he had a feeling it wasn\u2019t his.<\/p>\n

Damn it.<\/p>\n

\u201cWe\u2019re not taking the job,\u201d Graham repeated.<\/p>\n

\u201cWe\u2019re taking the job,\u201d Owen said right back.<\/p>\n

\u201cNo, we aren\u2019t.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cWe need this,\u201d Owen said, frustration lining his voice. \u201cThis is our big break. We can make Gallagher Brothers a name in the business. We\u2019ll be along the lines of Montgomery, Inc.. A legacy in our field, where we won\u2019t have to worry about finding jobs because they\u2019ll find us. We\u2019ll be safe. Secure.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cNot with this job, Owen. I\u2019m the oldest Gallagher. The boss. What I say goes.\u201d
\nMurphy and Owen shared a look, and Graham sighed, knowing he\u2019d lost before he\u2019d taken his first sip of coffee.<\/p>\n

They were taking the damn job.<\/p>\n

\u201cFine,\u201d he growled. \u201cWhatever.\u201d He drained the rest of his cup and tossed it in the trash bag Owen held out. Seriously, the man thought of everything.<\/p>\n

\u201cWant to take a look around before she shows up?\u201d Murphy said with a small smile. \u201cI mean, if we have to take the job, we might as well see what we\u2019re working with.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cWe already did,\u201d Graham said. \u201cAnd you\u2019ve been poring over the plans for months, Mr. Architect.\u201d<\/p>\n

Murphy was the company\u2019s lead architect, though all three of them worked on plans. Owen was their manager, the one that kept them organized and sane. While Graham was the foreman, the one in charge of the day-to-day building and bossing around the rest of their crew to make sure they knew what they were doing. When Jake joined them on projects, he did the classical restorations and woodworking that none of the rest of them had the talent or skills for. It worked for the four of them, even if sometimes working with his brothers day in and day out was a little much. They kept him steady, though, and that had to mean something. Especially this month.<\/p>\n

Murphy shrugged. \u201cYeah, but it\u2019s a little different when we\u2019re about to sign the papers. Come on. It\u2019ll be fresher for us so we can jump right in.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cHe\u2019s right, you know. We should at least do a walk through before she shows up, in case there are any issues we didn\u2019t address in the initial documentation.\u201d<\/p>\n

Graham blew out a breath but followed his brothers as they began their way through the sprawling mansion that had seen far better days.<\/p>\n

\u201cLike you\u2019d let anything escape your attention before this,\u201d he said to Owen with a small smile.<\/p>\n

Owen rolled his eyes. \u201cI can\u2019t help being perfect, you know. It\u2019s a curse as well as a gift.\u201d<\/p>\n

Graham punched his brother in the arm, putting a little heat behind it to make sure Owen kept on his toes. Graham might be nearing forty, but he wasn\u2019t about to grow up fully anytime soon. Plus, Owen and Murphy were closer to thirty than he was, and he needed to make sure his baby brothers knew who was actually the boss in this company and family.<\/p>\n

Owen reached out to punch him back, and Graham ducked, running into Murphy, who pushed him into Owen\u2019s shoulder. Graham laughed then, a deep chuckle that surprised him. He hadn\u2019t thought he\u2019d laugh this month, and damn if he didn\u2019t respect his brothers that much more for keeping him in the now, rather than always in the past.<\/p>\n

As they neared the other entrance, he let out an oath. If anything, the cracking paint and wallpaper, as well as the molding beams, looked even worse than before. If they hadn\u2019t already done a full sweep of the place to make sure it was safe to even stand under the damn roof, he wouldn\u2019t even be inside. This was going to be one hell of a job, and if he\u2019d been in any other mood, and if it had been any other place without the strings that came with it, he might have been more excited about the prospects of being part of the restoration.<\/p>\n

The place had good bones, he had to give it that, but that was about it. And, normally, while good bones were the reason he did this job and loved it\u2014at least, usually\u2014sometimes, he wanted to kick someone for letting a place get to this. Yeah, he\u2019d be out of a job in that case, but to see something that had once been so grand and intricate end up the way this place was, hurt.<\/p>\n

Buildings needed care, and most of the time, people sucked and didn\u2019t do it.<\/p>\n

\u201cYou\u2019d think with a family with this kind of money, they\u2019d take care of their shit a little better,\u201d Graham grumbled.<\/p>\n

\u201cGood to know what kind of attitude you\u2019ll have on the job,\u201d a sultry voice said from behind him.<\/p>\n

Owen mumbled a curse while Murphy\u2019s eyes widened. Graham tightened his jaw. Great. The little heiress was finally here, and now he had to deal with whatever shit she\u2019d brought with her.<\/p>\n

He turned on his heel, rolling his shoulders back as he did. The shock to his system at the first look of her was a jolt.<\/p>\n

Shit, were heiresses supposed to look that good in a business skirt?<\/p>\n

Of course, they are, he thought to himself. They spent all their money on their clothes and whatever they needed to look the way they did, rather than taking care of the important things in their possession like the home they\u2019d once lived in. God forbid this woman get her hands dirty to clean up the mess that the people residing here had left.<\/p>\n

Her long brown hair had streaks of lighter colors in it, like blonde and chestnut, though she\u2019d pulled it back in a tight bun at the base of her neck so he couldn\u2019t see how long it was.<\/p>\n

Her eyes were large, but not too big for her face, and had this honey brown hue to them that looked as if they might change color in different lighting. Her cheekbones were prominent, but not in the malnourished way that the one chick who\u2019d hit on him at the last site had had. She wore a light brown business jacket with silver buttons over a cream shirt and a very tight skirt that matched the jacket.<\/p>\n

If he weren\u2019t already in a pisser of a mood, he might have wanted to see how far that skirt would slide up her legs as he fucked her. Especially with those tall heels she wore that had the little straps at the ankles to keep them in place.<\/p>\n

And that was a train of thought he needed to end right now. He didn\u2019t know this woman, and while his groin might have one idea, his brain needed to focus on the fact that someone had neglected this house for years. Yeah, it might not exactly be her fault, but she was here, and he needed someone to blame.<\/p>\n

It made him an asshole, but frankly, he didn\u2019t have enough coffee in his system to not be one. And add in the fact that this month was one he\u2019d rather not think about\u2026<\/p>\n

She was lucky he didn\u2019t walk right out and say \u201cfuck it\u201d to the whole project.<\/p>\n

Owen cleared his throat next to him, and Graham held back a groan. That was why he didn\u2019t have the option of leaving, and why he probably shouldn\u2019t be a dick when it came to this woman.<\/p>\n

But something about her rubbed him the wrong way, and apparently, he couldn\u2019t keep his mouth shut.<\/p>\n

\u201cIf you don\u2019t like my attitude, you can walk, princess.\u201d Owen and Murphy each groaned under their breath. Hell, why was he acting like he was a toddler who\u2019d stubbed his toe? He needed to get a freaking grip.<\/p>\n

The woman narrowed her eyes before looking toward Owen. \u201cYou\u2019re the one dressed for this, so I take it you\u2019re in charge?\u201d She pointedly didn\u2019t look at Graham, and he couldn\u2019t blame her, even though it annoyed him.
\nOwen moved forward, pushing Graham out of the way as he did so, and held out his hand. \u201cOwen Gallagher. I\u2019m the Construction Manager listed on record, and have been the one speaking with who I presume is your estate lawyer. These are my brothers, Murphy and Graham. They own the company with me, though in the future, you\u2019ll only have to talk with me.\u201d He laid on that Gallagher charm that had skipped Graham completely today.<\/p>\n

\u201cBlake Brennen.\u201d She took Owen\u2019s hand in a quick shake and then let go. She nodded at Murphy before turning to Graham. \u201cIf you have a problem working here, then leave. I\u2019m only here because I\u2019m listed on the estate as the executor, and because the will demands this restoration. I\u2019m out of options. I really don\u2019t care if you have a problem with me, but I will have a problem if you make mistakes on the job because of it.\u201d<\/p>\n

Graham\u2019s brows rose, an inkling of respect and curiosity about the woman in front of him sliding through his defenses. The fact that she didn\u2019t seem to want to be here any more than he did intrigued him.<\/p>\n

\u201cWe\u2019re here because this place needs help,\u201d Owen said smoothly. At her snort, Graham\u2019s lips quirked. \u201cIt\u2019s true, and you can see it. I don\u2019t know the full history of the place other than what\u2019s in the documents I have, but I do know it has heart.\u201d<\/p>\n

Blake\u2019s eyes hardened. \u201cIt might have had it once, but it doesn\u2019t now.\u201d<\/p>\n

Interesting.<\/p>\n

Owen cleared his throat, but it was Graham who spoke next. \u201cThe place went to shit, but we\u2019ll fix it.\u201d He paused, letting her gaze rake over him. He couldn\u2019t help but like that part, even if on first sight he didn\u2019t like her. \u201cThat\u2019s what we do. We\u2019re Gallaghers.\u201d<\/p>\n

She tilted her head, and as he studied her, he thought he saw something in her gaze that called to him. But he had to be wrong. Because he\u2019d already told himself he didn\u2019t like her. She was just like Candice. Too good for him, and too good for anything in his life.<\/p>\n

Been there. Married that. He was out.<\/p>\n

\u201cI don\u2019t know the Gallaghers, sorry,\u201d she said finally. \u201cIf I had my say, I\u2019d have the Montgomerys on this project, but apparently, they gave it to you.\u201d<\/p>\n

That wasn\u2019t exactly the case, considering this was what the Gallaghers did, and the Montgomerys knew that. The fact that Jake was marrying a Montgomery was only part of the equation, but he didn\u2019t know what all this Blake knew.<\/p>\n

\u201cAnyway,\u201d Blake said suddenly, her chin raised. \u201cDo you have everything I need to sign? Once that\u2019s done, I\u2019m out of your hair. In fact, I honestly don\u2019t think I\u2019ll be back. Good riddance to his place.<\/p>\n

Hell, there she went, being all interesting again.<\/p>\n

Owen moved forward and slid some papers out of his messenger bag. \u201cI got it right here. Let\u2019s go to my truck, if that\u2019s okay with you. That way, we can go over everything.\u201d He looked over his shoulder at Graham, narrowed his eyes, and took Blake gently by the elbow as they walked out of the building.<\/p>\n

When Blake cautiously moved away from Owen\u2019s touch, Graham did his best to not be happy that his brother wasn\u2019t touching her. Hell, his dick needed to get in gear because he did not want that woman. He didn\u2019t need her in her pressed suits with her fancy money and all the drama that came with it.<\/p>\n

She\u2019d said she wouldn\u2019t be back, and he couldn\u2019t help being grateful for that. He didn\u2019t want to deal with whatever was going on in her life, or the fact that his dick couldn\u2019t help but stand at attention when she was near.
\nAs soon as Owen and Blake were out of earshot, Murphy, who had been suspiciously quiet up until now, punched Graham in the shoulder. Hard.<\/p>\n

\u201cWhat the fuck, man?\u201d Graham bit out as he rubbed his shoulder. His little brother might have been scrawny as hell growing up because of the poison in his veins and body, but he sure as hell packed a mean punch now.<\/p>\n

\u201cI should be asking you the same question,\u201d Murphy spat. \u201cI have never seen you act that way around a woman before, and I\u2019ll be damned if you do it again. I mean, seriously, Graham, what the hell is wrong with you? Mom would smack the back of your head or kick your ass for doing something like that. Blake hadn\u2019t even spoken a word, and you were already treating her like something on the bottom of your shoe.\u201d<\/p>\n

Graham felt heat rise on his neck, and he shrugged, shame filling him though he did his best to push it away.<\/p>\n

\u201cShe just rubbed me the wrong way.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cSo?\u201d Murphy asked. \u201cJust because you don\u2019t like her for reasons only God and your dickish brain knows, doesn\u2019t mean you can talk to a woman like that. Hell, you especially shouldn\u2019t talk like that to someone we technically work for.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cTechnically, we work for the estate,\u201d Graham mumbled.<\/p>\n

\u201cNow who\u2019s acting like the little brother,\u201d Murphy sneered. \u201cGet your head out of your ass and apologize to her when you see her next. Because you know what? Not only is Owen right in the fact that this job means something, but you\u2019re better than this.\u201d<\/p>\n

Graham sighed and ran his hand over his face. He needed that cigarette, beer, and woman again. Only when he thought of the woman, she saw Blake, and he held back a growl.<\/p>\n

\u201cShe reminded me of someone, and I took it out on her.\u201d He grunted. \u201cI\u2019ll apologize.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cDamn straight you will,\u201d Owen said as he stormed back in. \u201cShe\u2019s gone, by the way. So maybe call her and leave a message to say how much of an asshole you are. Because there\u2019s no way she\u2019s coming back here, though I don\u2019t know if that\u2019s all because of you. And who the hell does she remind you of?\u201d As soon as he said it, he closed his eyes and cursed.<\/p>\n

Graham sighed. \u201cYeah. Her.\u201d They all knew whom he was talking about.<\/p>\n

\u201cJesus, this month is going to suck,\u201d Murphy whispered under his breath.<\/p>\n

Murphy wasn\u2019t wrong. And yeah, Graham was an asshole. Because no matter whom Blake was, she wasn\u2019t his ex-wife, and he needed to get that through his head. What made matters worse\u2014he hadn\u2019t minded the fact that Candice was a trust fund baby when they were married.<\/p>\n

It was only when their world had crashed down around him that it had become an issue.<\/p>\n

An issue he would do anything to forget.
\nBut nightmares never faded, and Graham knew that better than anyone.<\/p>\n

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Carrie Ann Ryan is the New York Times and USA Today bestselling author of contemporary and paranormal romance. Her works include the Montgomery Ink, Redwood Pack, Talon Pack, and Gallagher Brothers series, which have sold over 2.0 million books worldwide. She started writing while in graduate school for her advanced degree in chemistry and hasn\u2019t stopped since. Carrie Ann has written over fifty novels and novellas with more in the works. When she\u2019s not writing about bearded tattooed men or alpha wolves that need to find their mates, she\u2019s reading as much as she can and exploring the world of baking and gourmet cooking.<\/p>\n

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In the first of a Montgomery Ink spin-off series from NYT Bestselling Author Carrie Ann Ryan, a broken man uncovers the truth of what it means to take a second chance with the most unexpected woman\u2026 Graham Gallagher has seen it all. And when tragedy struck, lost it all. He\u2019s been the backbone of his … Continue reading #Review Love Restored (The Gallagher Brothers Book 1) by Carrie Ann Ryan<\/span> →<\/span><\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":8,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paid_content":false,"footnotes":"","jetpack_publicize_message":"","jetpack_publicize_feature_enabled":true,"jetpack_social_post_already_shared":false,"jetpack_social_options":{"image_generator_settings":{"template":"highway","default_image_id":0,"font":"","enabled":false},"version":2}},"categories":[484,37,51,16,67],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-15932","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-blue-collar-workers","category-contemp-romance","category-new-release","category-part-of-a-series","category-part-of-a-spin-off-series"],"jetpack_publicize_connections":[],"jetpack_featured_media_url":"","jetpack_sharing_enabled":true,"jetpack_shortlink":"https:\/\/wp.me\/paSW8H-48Y","_links":{"self":[{"href":"http:\/\/twinsietalk.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/15932","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"http:\/\/twinsietalk.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"http:\/\/twinsietalk.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/twinsietalk.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/8"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/twinsietalk.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=15932"}],"version-history":[{"count":2,"href":"http:\/\/twinsietalk.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/15932\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":15937,"href":"http:\/\/twinsietalk.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/15932\/revisions\/15937"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"http:\/\/twinsietalk.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=15932"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/twinsietalk.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=15932"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/twinsietalk.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=15932"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}