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384 pages
First published August 23, 2016
All in all, it was a good day to be Cooper Graham ... except for one pesky woman.
Even in a crowd, Cooper Graham stood out like a beacon in a candle factory. He was ridiculously masculine. Beyond ridiculous. He was the Holy Grail of men, with thick brown hair the colour of burnt toast drizzled in honey. He had a square jaw, broad shoulders, and a cleft in his chin that was such a cliche he should have been embarrassed.
"I'm not full out barmy, you understand.
Just mildly unhinged."
"So rich and yet so dumb."
"Let's get something straight, Sherlock. I have no sexual interest in you. None. Zip. Zero."
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She was a woman who attacked life instead of waiting for it to unfold around her. And her general imperviousness to him had stirred up some kind of primitive bullshit need to conquer.
Did I ever mention what a bad lover I was when I first started out?"
"I don't believe you did," she said.
"I got lots of complaints, so I had to work at it. Treat it as a job."
"Put in the extra practice time, right?"
"Precisely. When I think of the mistakes I made..."
"Mortifying, I'm sure."
"But I kept my eye on the ball."
"Only one? Curious. Oh, well, I hope your deformity didn't make you too self-conscious. I'm sure you could still-"
"I finally got the hang of it when I was about-"
"Thirty-six?"
"Eighteen. I was a fast learner. All those older women willing to take a young kid like me into their loving arms..."
"Blessed are the merciful."
The fact is..." She released her breath in a whoosh. "I'm your stalker."
"Stalker?"
"Not a dangerous one. Lord, no. Merely obsessed."
"With me." A statement, not a question. He'd been here before.
"I don't make a habit of stalking people. This...quite got away from me, you see." She didn't know exactly how this tactic will save her, but she plunged on. "I'm not full-out barmy, you understand. Just...mildly unhinged."
He cocked his head, but at least he was listening. And why not? Lunatics were always fascinating.
What about your scruples? I'm still the hired help."
He leaned forward and nibbled on her bottom lip. "You're not the help. You're the obstacle."
She nuzzled the cleft in his chin. "To what?"
"My peace of mind."
"He wanted to take her right now. Against the sink. On the counter. Strip her naked and reassert the natural order of things. Male over female.
The sting in his wounded hand restored his sanity. He was disgusted with himself. Where the hell had that come from?"
“No!” She shoved hard against his chest. “Back off!”
She was furious with him, more furious with herself. “You try that again, and you’ll end up on the floor . . . like your drunken friend.” She spun away and rushed upstairs."
“[The kiss] was about saving your stupid life.” He pointed one long, sturdy finger at her. “Let’s get something straight, Sherlock. I have no sexual interest in you. None. Zip. Zero. The only reason I kissed you was as a distraction from what I really wanted to do, which was strangle you. Now this conversation is over.”
"A low growl rumbled in his throat. He lunged for her. Caught her by the shoulders. Gave her a hard shake. And then he kissed her. Again.
She felt his anger in the force of his lips, the coiled tension in his body. He dragged her against him, making her seem small and defenseless, even though she was neither."
"(...) that was the reason he couldn’t let Piper Dove waltz out of his life. Because he wanted her, and she refused to want him back."
"She awoke in the middle of a blazingly erotic dream to find him inside her."
“This is wrong in so many ways. I don’t even know where to start. Ouch! Yes, I do know! I’m calling my lawyer.”
“You don’t have a lawyer.” Another smack. “Besides, don’t you read? Rough sex is the rage these days.”
“Only between consenting adults! Stop it! Do I look like I’m consenting?”
“If you weren’t, I’d be on my ass right now.”
True. She was hardly helpless.
"He frowned, not liking that his deliberate put-down hadn’t made her curl up in the corner and cry."
"(...)he kept remembering what he’d said to Jada about stalking, but trying to have a simple conversation with Piper against her will hardly constituted harassment, did it? So maybe it was a gray area."
2.5 stars
I really-really wish I loved the story as much as my GR friends did. But, alas, it wasn’t meant to be…
While it has SEP humor, the book isn't as good as previous Stars books mostly because of the heroine and some subplots that were just way too random, puzzling and crowded the main story.