Series: Montana Born Rodeo
Author: Melissa McClone
Read copy: eBook
Published: September 9, 2014
Publisher: Tule Publishing
She didn’t mean to kiss him...
When dude ranch wrangler Charlotte – aka Charlie – Randall kisses Zack Harris in an act of empathy, she falls hat over spurs for the handsome military veteran turned cowboy. Zack has too many demons, however, and refuses to get involved. A year later, he's still stonewalling, and Charlie needs to move on with her life so she can find a fulfilling relationship, not frustrating unrequited love. Putting distance between them seems the best way to get Zack out of her head and heart...but that means quitting the job she loves and accepting a position in Colorado.
He didn’t mean to kiss her back...
Growing up, Zack longed for a real family, and had one with his squad while deployed in Afghanistan. Now, he's back in the States and doesn't want anything messing up his new ranch family, no matter how much he's attracted to the sexy, hard-working Charlie. She could break his heart and ruin the comfortable working relationship they and the other wranglers enjoy. Besides, her friends claim she's looking for the perfect guy, and perfect he's not.
A kiss is just a kiss...or is it?
When Zack learns Charlie's thinking about leaving the ranch, he decides to find her a boyfriend — someone so good, so perfect, she has a reason to stay in Montana. Until he realizes too late that the only cowboy he wants her kissing is him. Can he commit to love and convince Charlie not to leave? Or has she made up her mind to put the past, and the kiss that started it all, behind her and move on without him?
***ARC provided by publisher through NetGalley***
I just couldn't. Sheesh!
The prologue was nice, made my ears twitch (metaphorically speaking), made me pay attention. Then the attention curve plummeted, and finally completely blinked out somewhere in the middle of the book. And I just couldn't go on.
I. Didn't. Care.
I knew what would happen, of course. I knew how it would end. I just couldn't be bothered with getting there. Because there was just too much thrown into it. Stuff I didn't care. The hero talking to his horse about the heroine while inspecting fences. The heroine musing, and musing, and musing, and endlessly musing about the kiss she and the hero shared in the prologue, about how the hero didn't care for her, about how she wanted no one else but the hero...
Well, girl, do something! Open your mouth and speak! Be proactive instead of bemoaning your fate!
And the musing wasn't done solely on the heroine's part. There was the hero bemoaning his fate, constantly thinking about his crap parents (following the if-my-parent-were-crap-I-cannot-be-anything-but logic), about his inability or unwillingness to commit (again the crap-parents thing)...Yadda yadda yadda!
And the whole fixing-the-heroine-up-so-she-wouldn't-leave ploy was just idiotic. Maybe if the book was shorter, I don't know, by half, it would've been funny instead of pitiful.