If Andrew ever stands a chance at getting his inheritance, he’s got to prove himself a responsible adult, meaning he has to get a job and move out of his sister’s living room. He thinks he may have found the perfect new apartment, too, except it hinges on his accepting a nanny position for the children of a woman who really looks like she could use the help. Even if he’s never had a job caring for children before. And doesn’t have a clue what he’s doing. And really just wants to get in her pants.
The Verdict: I remember this being a really cute romance in its previous version, and that hasn’t changed. Plus, the kids are kind of awesome.
Gwen is more than a little frazzled, with a stressful job and two children at home who depend on her since their parents were killed. It’s not exactly the life she’d planned, but if she can’t have her friends back, she won’t have it any other way. The kids are really too young to be dealt such an awful loss, and they’re understandably traumatized, but she’s doing the best she can for them, living up to the godmother duties she promised.
Andrew is rather carefree and not all that interested in settling down. But he’s got a good heart, and even though he might not have any experience with childcare, he knows a need when he sees it. He fumbles a bit, but he doesn’t hesitate to put the kids first and do what little he can to keep them happy. Of course, it doesn’t hurt that he’s very, very attracted to their surrogate mom.
The chemistry between Andrew and Gwen is ridiculously hot, and I love that she doesn’t try to deny it. Granted, she’s not looking for anything permanent either — with the kids to think of, she can’t very well rush into a serious relationship. But that doesn’t mean she can’t have a few needs met by the handsome new “manny.” Of course, all that chemistry combined with a budding friendship is bound to lead to something more.
What makes the story stand out, though, isn’t the characters but rather the way they treat each other. The kids are adorable and sadly slow to trust, but Andrew’s inexperience and sometimes juvenile nature seems to be exactly what they need. So instead of simply hearing about what a great guy he is, we see it in all his interactions with them, in his concern when they don’t seem to be acting like “normal” children, and in his refusal to be out of their lives, even when he nearly burns his bridges with their guardian.
Since the story is told from Andrew’s point of view, we don’t get as clear a look at Gwen, but what we do see is both admirable and realistic. She’s taken on the burden of raising someone else’s children, and trying to juggle that with her career, all while desperately trying to do what’s ultimately best for them is taking it’s toll on her. Andrew comes in at just the right moment, and while they may get off to an odd and rocky start, it’s not long before they’re depending on each other without even realizing it.
Despite the seemingly angsty circumstances, Eight Days a Week is a rather lighthearted read, focused more on the brighter side of things after a tragedy than the loss itself, and while the story itself ends rather ideally, it’s really the ultimate happily ever after. In a time when blended families are absolutely the norm, it’s really lovely to read a story in which even the most unexpected situations can lead to the perfect ending.