on September 20, 2016
Genres: Contemporary, Love & Romance, New Adult
He was an up-and-coming country singer.
She was the last girl you'd ever see in a bar.
But one night, under those neon lights,
Lucky and Katie found each other.
Beginnings are always exciting.
Always fun. Always hopeful.
Katie was in her last year of college.
Lucky was still playing local stages.
She fell for his voice. She fell for his words.
They fell in love.
It was beautiful.
But time changed their world.
She was alone. He was on the road.
And that love was torn apart.
Endings are always painful.
Always heart wrenching.
But not always final.
One day, Lucky came back to Katie.
And this is their story.
My Lucky Days captures young love at its finest. It’s a story that will make even the most non-country music fan (me), fall in love with the beautiful lyrics sprinkled throughout the book. To me, this was a beautifully written second-chance love story that will have you falling in love with this couple twice.
Katie meets Lucky by sheer coincidence while she is out at a bar one night with some girlfriends. From there, the two of them start to form a relationship while Lucky starts becoming more and more popular on the country music scene. As their relationship blossoms, these two find themselves falling deeper for each other. Unfortunately, all things don’t end up perfectly (sorta like a country song) and things go a bit awry. Fast forward to years later…can these two rekindle what they had years before?
“Maybe it’s fast. But if you spend your whole life worrying, then you will forget to live. Don’t get caught up in the maybes.”
I’m not going to lie, this book made me look like quite a hot mess after I finished it. SD Hendrickson’s writing makes you feel every emotion that the characters are going through. The song lyrics throughout the book added such depth to Katie and Lucky’s relationship and how the story progressed.
There are stories that you can pinpoint exactly what is going to happen next and with My Lucky Days I didn’t have that. I was a thrown for a loop (a very good one) near the end of the story that literally had me crying…good tears, I swear. I think it’s what made the story come together. The epilogue was perfect and showed how the two characters were able to progress years later.
If you are a sucker for second-chance romances and a very well-written book, definitely check out My Lucky Days.
I woke up sometime later to the sound of my phone buzzing next to me. Peering at the screen, I saw Lucky’s name. I answered with a grin. “Hey.”
I imagined him sitting in his house in Nashville with his sexy smile and messy hair. And that image was better than all the other images I’d had today.
“Did I wake you up?”
“No, I’m watching TV. Well, I kind of fell asleep in here, I guess.” I glanced at the clock, and it said one-thirty in the morning.
“So you are sleeping on the couch instead of out with your roommates?”
“How do you know they aren’t home?”
I heard his chuckle. “Same reason I know you are wrapped in a brown blanket.”
I jumped up from the couch and spun around in a circle. And then I saw Lucky, looking into the house through the dining room window. The rush I felt was bigger than I expected. A high that drowned out all the other feelings. “How long have you been watching me?”
“Well, long enough to see that you probably snore because your mouth was wide open. And I think you drool too.”
“No . . .” I shut my eyes. “Get in here.”
I hung up and went to the door. He was already on the steps by the time I had it open.
“So I was in the neighborhood.” He grinned. “Thought I would stop by.”
The flutters in my chest held me captive. Lucky might be the star, but right now, I felt like all the lights in the world had shifted their focus onto me.
Before I could say a word, Lucky pulled me into his arms as he kissed me hard, grinding his mouth against mine. He was holding me, running his hands over my body, into my hair, against my cheek.
I knew in that moment, the inevitable lonely ache that was destined to follow our relationship would be worth the torment—if those days allowed me to experience this mind-consuming rush of happiness that came each time he returned home.