Releasing: February 24, 2025
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Model Photographer: Julia Mindar
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The Merger is the next interconnected standalone in the Brewer Family series, and is filled with heat and humor, spice... and secrets.
Crushes are harmless—unless they involve your best friend’s grumpy, off-limits brother.
Gannon Brewer is the epitome of my type. He’s at least ten years older than me, emotionally unavailable, and highly disagreeable—a walking red flag in a tailored suit. But do I listen to that? No. In fact, when his office plants start dying, I convince myself that I can ignore the pheromones and save the philodendron.
Now I’m in his office every week, dodging sinful smirks and heated stares, reminding myself to reach for the watering can—not him. But one late-night “ivy incident” changes everything. Suddenly, we’re sneaking around, indulging in a steamy, forbidden fling that’s supposed to be nothing more than (a lot of) fun.
After all, he swears he’ll never fall in love. I assure him that I only want one thing, and it’s not his heart. But the closer we get, the more lines we blur, and the harder it becomes to keep our promises …
Especially when the secret I’m keeping threatens to shatter everything.
This is the 4th book in the Brewer family series and we finally get to see Gannon fall in love. If you have read the series you already know Carys as Tate's best friend. And what starts out harmless soon gets very tangled between these two.
I loved how these two navigated their feelings. They were honest about expectations but then the aha moments came and they realize what they thought was true was not really how their hearts felt.
Great banter, great family time, awesome swoony moments. So happy that Gannon got his HEA.
Great addition to the series!
I voluntarily read and reviewed an advanced copy of this book. All thoughts and opinions are my own.
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I clear my throat again. “Did you know that two-thirds of homes in America have at least one houseplant? Because they do. Unfortunately, many people don’t know how to care for them.”
“Fascinating,” Gannon deadpans.
“It is fascinating. I’m glad you agree.” I give him a fake, broad smile before heading to Tate’s sad, little succulent. “What do you feel when you look at this, Gannon?”
I hold the pot up in my hand.
“I generally try not to feel anything, if possible,” he says. “Can we cut to the chase? While this is riveting, I have things to do this afternoon.”
Tate looks at me and shrugs as if saying I warned you.
“Absolutely.” I set the plant down and face Gannon. “Let’scut to the chase. You need me, Gannon Brewer.”
“I need you?” He scoffs under his breath. “I’m not sure where you got that impression, but I assure you, I don’t need anyone.”
I grin. “Who hurt you?”
“Excuse me?”
“I’m kidding.” I blow out a breath. Kind of. “Look, you’re a successful businessman. You’ve obviously spent a lot of time and money to create a solid reputation for Brewer Group. That’s respectable.”
“I’ll sleep well tonight knowing you think that.”
Even sarcasm looks good on the man. Oof.
I point at him. “But you’d sleep better if you were surrounded by happy, healthy plants all day. That’s a scientific fact.”
He shifts his weight from one foot to the other, twisting his lips in dissatisfaction. “The point?”
“The point is that when I walked in today, I noticed a weak spot in your business—one I can fix.”
“Which is …?”
“The philodendron in the lobby downstairs is one drink away from death. It’s absolutely dreadful.”
Gannon exhales, rolling his eyes. “I don’t have time for this bullshit.”
“Wait!” I step between him and the door. “I know you think I’m just blowing smoke, but I’m not.”
“Actually, this isn’t how I imagine you looking when blowing—”
“Stop. Please,” Tate groans, pained.
I ignore the butterflies in my stomach, erase the mental imagery in my head, and focus on paying the bills.
“Tell me this,” I say, imploring Gannon to listen. “Do you want potential clients to think you can’t commit to projects and are coldhearted?”
“Why not? They wouldn’t be that far off from the truth.”
I sigh, my frustration growing. “I can come in a few times a week and change that experience. When people come in, they’ll see things thriving. They’ll feel energized. Your staff will be happier and healthier, too.”
Gannon leans forward. “If you haven’t picked up on this, Carys Johnson, I don’t really care if people are happy or not.”
Bastard.
“I’m cheap,” I say, trying not to beg.
“Good to know. Now, if you’ll step to the side, I need to change and get to a meeting.”
“You’re going to regret this decision.”
He winces. “Doubtful.”
“Do you want to see my cleavage?” Yup. That just came out of my mouth.
I start to cringe but stop. I’m this far in. Might as well play it off with confidence.
Gannon’s eyes widen for a split second before they drop to my chest.
“Carys, so help me God, I’m going to kill you,” Tate says through clenched teeth.
“Tate, I was only kidding,” I say before glancing at Gannon and winking.
Gannon runs a hand along his jaw and refuses to make eye contact with me.
“I’m desperate if you haven’t noticed,” I say, pouting. “Don’t make me go back to insurance.”
He steps to the right, but I step in front of him. He’s not getting away from me this easily.
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