Author: Nora Roberts
Read copy: eBook
Published: September 23, 2013
It Was One For The Books...
Sgt. James "Slade" Sladerman had practically been born to the force, but he wanted to be a writer, not a cop. No one was more different from him than Jessica Winslow, who was wealthy and working only because she wanted to.
He felt the gap between them keenly, and almost refused to be her undercover bodyguard. But someone had to watch her and he'd given his word-regardless of her innocence or guilt.
Slade couldn't afford to care, but built into the shadow of danger, in the arms of the woman, he'd sworn to protect, Slade knew whatever the price, he'd meet it.
This book was first published in 1984 and it certainly shows. Not because of the subject matter, but the voice and narrative style sound dated even for a Silhouette.
The suspense was good with the mystery of just who in Jessica's closer circle was the baddie, while the identity of the main villain, the one pulling the strings, didn't even matter that much in the end.
But once you move away from the mystery, there's not much else there. The heroine seemed like a flake, the hero was an ass, their "romance" was rather forced and rushed, and their passion was a tad too rough to make the romance believable.
In the end they were more like strangers talking about being in love.
The pacing was slow, the voice rather weird...It didn't "sound" like a Nora Roberts book at all.