Without Words by Delancey Stewart

Sometimes love speaks for itself…



After an accident in the line of duty, firefighter Roberto DeRosa’s life is turned upside down. His career fighting fires is over, and he’s left with an uncertain future and an injury that makes communicating difficult for him. The only time words flow easily is when they’re lyrics and he has a guitar in his hands. Talking to women is definitely out, especially if they have bright blue eyes that seem to see right into his soul.
Dani Hodge is on the brink of realizing her dream of opening a small combination wine and book store in San Diego’s funky Ocean Beach neighborhood. But before she can open the doors, there’s work to be done, more work than she can do herself.
When the tattooed guy who completely ignored her at a bar walks by and offers her a hand wrangling a tile saw, Dani can’t afford to say no—and why would she say no to Mr. Strong and Silent when his stare conveys more than words could?
Delancey Stewart
Releasing May 22, 2017
Entangled Select


I am really torn about this review because I would say that over 90% of the book, I was really into and then something happened that just kinda made me go… what just happened?

Rob was in an accident a little over a year ago that left him with a brain injury resulting in some speech problems. He doesn’t work now and will sometimes sing at a local club, where he first runs into Dani. There is an instant connection there, but Rob goes running and ignores Dani when she approaches him, because he just doesn’t think he’s ready for more of anything right now. He doesn’t come from the most stable family, with a step-father that is constantly on him about getting back out into society and a mother who tries to be supportive.

Dani is ready to take the next step in life. After graduating she is finally opening the store of her dreams with the money that her Gran left her. But her budget is tight and so she is doing almost everything herself, including the floors and some minor construction on the space. So on a particularly frustrating day, she’s surprised when Rob shows up and offers to help her out. The two have that instant connection again, and Dani is cautious of Rob since he gave her the brush off to start with.

Dani and Rob are good together. They both have their own issues to work through, but Dani is opening up Rob to want more out of life. Things are going great. But then at the end, things started to go south for me. Words were spoken by Dani that kinda soured me towards the girl that I though would be the perfect fit for Rob.

I’m not going to spill the beans and tell you what happened because for someone else reading the book, it might not be such a big deal. For me, it just didn’t seem right. Do they go on to have their HEA? Yes. Would I read other books by this author? I’m sure I would. Like I said I like a majority of the book and the writing was fluid and easy to read. The characters likeable and easy to connect to. It was just for me, it wasn’t the right read for right now.


I caught Trent’s attention at the bar, putting my back to the girl and focusing on getting my heart to slow down, letting my blood cool.

And just when I’d gotten control of myself again, she was right fucking next to me, and my mind went blank.

Or most parts of my mind, at least. The parts in charge of caveman stuff—the parts that screamed at me to pick her up, throw her over my shoulder, and find a wall to fuck her against—those parts were working fine. Unfortunately.

“Hi,” she said.

Shit. Shit, shit, shit.

I stared at her. I was blank. I reached for a word to give her and my mind was empty. Even the one word she’d said would have been fine. I could have parroted it back to her. But it had fluttered up into the noise and light inside the bar and evaporated. Even that one simple word was out of my reach.

I watched her expression change. She’d said “hi” like she was extending a bridge, a thin filament I might just be able to risk stepping onto. But as she waited for me to return her greeting, to say fucking anything at all, the bridge dissolved.

And her face closed up. The sparkle in her bright eyes faded, and her energy pulled back inside her, leaving me cold again. A mixture of fear and surprise replaced the glow on her face, and I felt both guilty and monstrous as I watched what it did to her. She let other words fall between us. Nonsense, really. I’d made her uncomfortable, unhappy. And I already knew she was a girl I never wanted to see unhappy.

Finally, she turned around and went back to her table, pulled the other girl toward the door, and disappeared into the night beyond. And the strange light that had filled the club was extinguished.

Delancey Stewart writes contemporary romance from her home outside Washington D.C. In a house populated by two tiny pirates and one full-sized Marine aviator, inspiration for her heroes is never hard to find—though quiet time to write often is!

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