Moving from a Texas ranch to an Australian Outback station was a life changing decision for Travis Craig. Though it wasn’t really a decision at all. Something in his bones told him to go, though he had no clue as to why.
Until he met Sutton Station’s owner, Charlie.
Loving Charlie shouldn’t have been easy. The man was stubborn, and riddled with crippling self-doubt. No, it shouldn’t have been easy at all. Yet somehow, falling in love with Charlie was the easiest thing in the world.
Loving him was easy. Living with him, teaching him how to love in return and, more importantly, how to love himself, was not.
But Travis knew all along it’d be worth it. He knew the man with the red dirt heart was destined to be his. Just like he knew the red dirt that surrounded him was where he was supposed to be.
In the final instalment of the Red Dirt Series, we see Charlie through Travis’ eyes. We see how much he’s grown and how much he loves. We go back to Texas with them, and we see Charlie get everything he truly thought he never deserved.
Red Dirt Heart 4 is Travis’ story.
And this is the story of not just one red dirt heart, but two.
I loved that the last book is from Travis’ point of view. You can see how Travis sees Charlie, plus you get a look at how insecure Travis is at times. He tends to come off as very sure of himself so it was nice to see that he has fears just as much as the next person. That first “Oh shit, no” problem was the hardest. I cried along with Charlie. Poor Travis, he had to be the strong one when he wanted to break down just as much as Charlie. I laughed at the scenes where Charlie tried to help Amos. They were hysterical in their awkwardness. Charlie tried so hard he just didn’t have a clue. It was beautiful to see how far Charlie and Travis have both come since they first met. The epilogue with its own (completely epic!) cover was amazing. I love how it shows Travis, Charlie, and all of the characters through the years in the future. It’s hard to say goodbye to characters after seeing them grow so much.
I am many things; a mother, a wife, a sister, a writer.
I have pretty, pretty boys who live in my head, who don’t let me sleep at night unless I give them life with words.
I like it when they do dirty, dirty things…but I like it even more when they fall in love.
I used to think having people in my head talking to me was weird, until one day I happened across other writers who told me it was normal.
I’ve been writing ever since…