The premise is so awesome, I was really excited to read this book but that fizzled out almost instantly. There are a lot of things that don’t work for me here such as all telling, no showing. The characters are completely undeveloped and one-dimensional so the book is all plot, no story. This seems more like a rough draft of a play than a novel because it’s just endless narration. That can work to an extent if there are great descriptions to fill in the blanks, but that’s not happening here. The descriptions are more along the lines of “. . . the Ariana Grande lookalike in the Devil Wears Prada wardrobe giggled.” That’s a quote.
And don’t even get me started on ‘bear daddy’. A cutesy term is great if used sparingly but it was used nine times in the first 2% of the story. If it had stopped after that, I could have let it go, but nope. It was very much like when your parents try to use slang, so completely awkward and senseless. I rarely DNF a book and usually tough it out because most get better even after a rough start but I couldn’t even make it to chapter five, this was just too painful. I received an ARC from Grey’s Promotions in exchange for an honest review.
Ambitious L.A. lawyer Isabelle Marcano would rather run a mile in her Manolos than fly off to rustic Captivity, Alaska. But close the client’s sale successfully and her firm will find room on the letterhead for one more name. Still, taking a career detour to a place that doesn’t even have a Starbucks sounds like the seventh level of hell.
Then her best friend points out the town has something stronger on tap than caffeine. Testosterone. With two single men to every single woman, this assignment might just be the best thing to happen to her sex life since the invention of the waterproof Rabbit.
Until her sexy client introduces her as his fiancée to hide what she’s doing in town, and all her aspirations of hot Lumberjack Sex fly out the airplane window.
Though…fiancés do have sex, right? Those who don’t want to answer to small-town busybodies better look like they do, epically, even when the mere prospect plays havoc with her professional responsibilities. And her hormones.
Her firm’s getting antsy to finalize the merger. But the more she learns about Trace, about why he’s selling, the more conflicted she becomes about the deal. Failure to close means losing the partnership she’s always wanted, but the bigger failure might just be kissing Trace goodbye…