Now, let me add Jeremy, a model look alike U.S. Marine, who’s wounded in more ways than one inside out. Aawww, the purrrfect wounded hero. I think Marines never looked this extra hot. (There I said it.)
Then add Erica, she is not the regular type of heroine. Actually, I found myself without words at this heroine. Erica is a heroine like no other, and I’d never read a heroine quite like her. Trust me, this nice twist here makes this book short of AWESOME.
Jeremy is back on leave, having a not so grand a time and that is because in addition to his perfect looks, he’s the perfect bad boy every woman wants. He picks the wrong fight and wakes up eating dust in the outskirts of Vegas. Remember The Hangover? Well, the bad news for him is he’s got no one else but himself, no car, no water, no phone, and it’s freaking hot. He can even die. Out of nowhere a good Samaritan stops by to help. Surprise, surprise, the good samaritan is no other than Erica. Erica! Of all people.
Erica is just as stunned as Jeremy is. What are the chances of finding one’s high school sweetheart, still single, smoking hot, lusting after you, even when so many long years have passed? Mmm…hmmm, my thoughts exactly.
Erica is wounded the same as Jeremy, inside out, through and through. She’s got a secret, and hell will freeze over before she even lets Jeremy in, or anyone for that matter, but especially not Jeremy.
It takes one night, a kiss, a few fights, untold truths, to realize the love they feel for each other is twice as strong as before. They lead very different lives, and must make the right choice.
Jeremy, the smokin’ hot bad boy who’s trying to be good, made me teary eyed– he is so marvelously sweet, I swooned! (Not literally, but you know what I mean.) And Emily, I wanted to reach out and tell her everything would be all right. — When an author causes this kind of reaction in a reader, I say, that is a pretty darn good author, and on this case Diane Alberts delivers and delivers pretty darn good.