By Rachel Gibson.
Disclaimer: if you're a Valentine's hater and that's why you picked up this book (like I did), it has very little to do with the day. Just so you know.
The first chapter of this will be a special Page By Page Review! Why? Because I had enough jaw-dropping moments during virtually every page and I had to share.
Page 1: Valentine's Day sucks! Well, duh, that's why you got this book, right?
Page 2: Brand names are dropped all over the place. Our heroine is dressed via Haines and Costco. I don't care.
Page 3: Our heroine (Kate) drinks hot buttered rum in a bar on her way to her grandfather's house in the mountainous sticks. The bartender remembres her name.
Page 4: Last year at this time, Kate lived in Vegas and was dating a gangster who dumped her when she wanted to get married. Yeah, there's nothing at all suspicious about that.
Page 5: The gangster eloped a few months later. Kate is a private investigator by trade. She realizes that she likes bad boys... er, "unattainable men."
Page 6: Being a PI was good, until she got this ordinary client whose family ran off...
Page 7: "The things he'd done to his wife and children before he'd killed himself had stunned the country." Oh man. We are on page SEVEN and this bomb gets dropped. Anyway, that's why Kate quits and decides to shack up with her grandpa.
Page 8: It's been a long time since Kate got laid. If you don't have sex, will you lose your ability to have it? Puh-leeze.
Page 9: Kate eyes the bartender and fantasizes about more bad boys who hang out in "dive bars with names like The Brass Knuckles or Devil's Spawn." Good god, Kate.
Page 10: Here comes a target. He has a Fu Manchu and a soul patch. I am gagging. Flirtation/checking for singleness ensues.
Page 13: He has a tattoo of a snake.
Page 14: "Are all five feet of her tattooed on your body?" Yes. Yes, they are. RUN KATE RUN. Kate reveals that she has a tattoo.
Page 15: "I bet it's a girly tattoo." It is. "A moon on a moon."
Page 16: Kate propositions him. He turns him down.
Page 17: "Don't take it personal, but I don't fuck women I meet in bars." BURRRRN!
So Kate moves to Smalltown, USA, where Fu Manchu (i.e. Rob) lives. Embarrassment ensues.
Rob's backstory: once upon a time he was a hockey player who had an off-and-on relationship with his girlfriend, knocked her up, married her, managed to restrain himself from cheating for a whopping five months until he fell off the wagon, he boinked Glenn Close and she shot him in the knee and chest, ruining his career and ending the marriage. On the one hand, Rob is clearly a skeezebucket. On the other hand, one does have to slightly appreciate him staying hands-off the ladies when "Is this one hot enough to DIE for?" goes through his brain. Good point.
So, they live in a small town, not much going on, rumors abound, Kate finds out Rob's ugly history and of course gets involved with him anyway. His mother and her grandfather start dating and bond over bad poetry (which is oddly rather cute).
You'd think upon reading this review that I think this book is a real stinker. No, not so much. It's actually fairly fun. Even though Rob has a lot of jerkass qualities, he is already working on getting over them at the start of the book, and one appreciates it. The relationship between Rob and Kate is rather fun and tease-y, and the world of Gospel (town name) is set up pretty well. It's an entertaining enough read, not super memorable years later, but fun entertainment at the time. Better than it sounds. Hell, it got me to root for a former cheating guy with a 5-foot-long snake tat and a Fu Manchu 'stashe, so that's saying something, isn't it?
I have a few semi-severe nitpicks I have to mention.
(a) I am not a doctor, but I am pretty sure that if you got a BULLET IN THE KNEE, enough to ruin your hockey career, that you really, really should have SOME KIND OF LIMP or walking impairment. But no, Kate even remarks that he walks like he was never injured. What?! Sorry, but that bugged me. I've known folks with far lesser injuries that limped, so it seemed really odd.
(b) Rob has a Hummer. Oh, excuse me, a HUMMER. It is capitalized every time his car is mentioned, which is pretty frequently. I don't know if the AP Style guide (or whatever book publishers use as their gold standard) requires that the word be capitalized, or if the author's getting a deal if she pimps the car, or what, but I found the ALL CAPS HUMMER to be distracting every time I freaking saw it, and it took me out of the story. (Naturally, at one point Rob gets a hummer in the HUMMER. Well, I'd go there too.)
(c) One missed opportunity: at one point Rob asks Kate if she's curious about the size of his package. I really wish she had said, "I already know how long your snake is." Ba-dum-bump.
Overall, I'm gonna give it three stars. Not bad.