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365 pages, ebook
First published January 21, 2014
"I'm not 9-5 suit material; I wear jeans; I hunt bad guys, and I rescue damsels in distress."
You’re a dirty whore and I want to be you when I grow up
Swear if I didn’t have bad luck, I’d have no luck at all
"A killer, men with guns, and a gorgeous Sherriff with a magic mouth… Welcome to Colorado."
"I'm not 9-5 suit material; I wear jeans; I hunt bad guys, and I rescue damsels in distress."
"Word of advice, Jack isn't the type of guy to settle down. He's been on his own for twenty years, and he's had women, but they never last. Every time he spends time with one; they think they'll be the one to tame him, but it never happens."
"Insufferable man thinks he can order me around? Who does he think he is? Ok, maybe he's the Sheriff, but still, I don't need him barking orders at me. No wonder he's still single, who'd put up with that?"
"I am so out of my league with this guy. He should have a warning label on his back, "Proceed with caution; smile will dazzle you."
I wrapped my arms around her and buried my face to her ear and whispered.
"I got you, baby."
"I'm not sure I"m ready for any type of relationship, Jack."
"Babe, you may not be ready, but that's not going to stop me from changing your mind."
"Babe, I've known you about thirty-six hours, and in that time I've learned pretty damn quick that you're going to do whatever the hell you feel like doing. That being said; I'm gonna do my damnedest to try and keep up with you so I can catch you when you fall. But honest to god, right about now, locking you in a cell sounds pretty damned good to me, at least there I know you're safe."
"Let's just say I've got too many men in my life and not enough bullets."
"You scare me," she whispered. "Yeah? Well join the club, cause you sure as shit scare the fuck out of me."
"Babe, you may not be ready, but that's not going to stop me from changing your mind."
"Jack.."
"And now on top of sweet, I get innocent too? No way, Jenn, no fucking way."
"Ok, Jack." I couldn't argue with this man, damn him, he just reeled me in, I should have never answered the phone.
"Damn right"
"I said ok, you don't have to be bossy."
"Oh, I'm gonna be bossy, in fact, I'm gonna be bossy right fucking now."
"You with me baby, cause there's no turning back after this, no way, once I slip into that sweet heat of yours, you're mine, do you hear me? You. Are. Fucking. Mine."
"Jesus, what are doing to me?" He whispered.
"Nothing," I gasped when his tongue circled my ear. "Baby, if that's nothing, you're gonna kill me when it's something."
"Jesus, I fell for a woman who can admit when she's wrong, swear to Christ I didn't know they existed."
Rolling my eyes at him, he glared back at me.
"Whatever, I snipped.
"Smartass"
"Bossy," I smiled
"That's my girl."
""I'm not sure I'm ready for any type of relationship, Jack."
"Babe, you may not be ready, but that's not going to stop me from changing your mind."
"Doug had been an easy husband, laidback, friendly and a great father. Would I have married him at eighteen if not for Bailey? Probably not, but I loved him when I married him and I loved him when he died. Was it a passionate love? No. But love comes in many forms, comfortable and secure being one of them.
"Jack's used to being in charge, he's an alpha male or more like the alpha male. You'll just have to put your foot down," she advised like the answer to my problem was that simple. But somehow I didn't think putting my foot down would even register on his alpha index."
"Swear to Christ, every fuckin' time you apologize...every other woman I know would stand their ground just to fuckin' stand their ground, and you always fuckin' apologize." Confused, I started to defend myself, but he shook his head, and raised a hand an continued.
"And when you do, I want to rip your fuckin' clothes off and fuck you till you say it again."
"You're wet in my dreams, dripping for me, I need to feel that slick heat suck me in, and clamp tight around my cock," he hissed and I was done waiting, screw talking. I needed him now."
"Please, Jack, fuck me," I begged.
"I'm not gonna fuck you, I'm gonna devour you till you scream my name."
""You take your job as my oppressor too seriously."
"I take my job as your man extremely seriously and the sooner you start listening - " She cut me off, grinning huge and rolling her eyes.
"Jack, it's cute you think you'll ever be able to tell me what to do, really. It entertains me daily..."
“You scare me,” she whispered.
“Yeah? Well join the club, ‘cause you sure as shit scare the fuck out of me.”
"Jenn pisses me off enough to arrest her ass just to keep her safe. Does that tell you something? ‘Cause if it does, enlighten me, I’d really like to know why a woman who pisses me off turns me on.”
"I’m not 9-5 suit material; I wear jeans; I hunt bad guys, and I rescue damsels in distress.”
“Jack, it’s cute you think you’ll ever be able to tell me what to do, really . It entertains me daily,”
“Babe, I’ve known you about thirty-six hours, and in that time I’ve learned pretty damn quick that you’re going to do whatever the hell you feel like doing. That being said; I’m gonna do my damnedest to try and keep up with you so I can catch you when you fall. But honest to god, right about now, locking you in a cell sounds pretty damned good to me; at least there I know you’re safe.”
In other words..."Shhhh! I'm channeling Ms. Ashley."
I shall stop my KA comparison there-Wanna read a book where the heroine's nickname should be "hey! Yoohooo! Kidnap me," and every almost as hot as the hero guy in the small town falls in love with her?
Nope. Wait. One more.
Jennifer, aka Jenn, "I'm still M-effin hot at 40" Stewart.And you'd think by this point I'm going to tell you that I didn't like this book, huh?
1. the hero feeling it in his dick or balls when the heroine gets sassy or disobeys.Oh, but I digress...despite all of the above, I read through this familiar tale and figured out there were some parts that I liked. I liked that Jennifer...
2. the hero's exes initiating cat fights because they're jealous, and they just are written to make women look like half our population are brainless, overgrown mean girls who get hung up one man. Really?
One GR friend accurately said they should just start writing KA fanfic. I'm not saying that KA invented the alpha hero or quirky heroines, those elements have been there since Bronte (hell, before), but she did bring her own spin on them.
But it was cute, some antics were funny and the HEA could be appreciated.
I wanted to like it. I wanted to love it even, but sadly that was not the case. Even though the overall concept of the story was a good one, there were just too many inconsistencies (insta-love, answering questions with a question, drama overload etc.) for me to be able to overlook and they kind of ruined the rest of the story for me.
Full review to come x
**Copy courtesy of the publisher in exchange for an honest review**
"Jesus, what are you doing to me?" He whispered.
"Nothing," I gasped, when his tongue circled my ear.
"Baby, if that's nothing, you're gonna kill me when it means something."
"If Jack Gunnison were pursuing me, I'd walk slow."
He should have a warning label on his back, "Proceed with caution; smile will dazzle you."
"I'm not 9-5 suit material; I wear jeans; I hunt bad guys, and I rescue damsels in distress."
"Oh come on, is he really as good as everyone says he is? I don't trust those other women to tell me the truth."
"What have the others said?"
"That his bat is huge, and he knows how to swing it."
"Thank you for giving me what I though I'd never have ... A reason to breathe."
"Nothing, Babe, just wondering how many men are gonna fall in love with you before you notice."
"What are talking about, Jack? Honestly you talk in riddles sometimes."
"Jesus, I fell for a woman who can admit when she's wrong, swear to Christ I didn't know they existed." Rolling my eyes at him, he glared back me, so instead of verbalizing my thoughts I kept them to myself. So on behalf of women everywhere, I will silently say, WHATEVER!!!
To Kristen Ashley, whose books helped me through a tough time and inspired me to write, thank you for being you, and writing books, I'll never grow tired of.
So not simple, well-done Jennifer, Jesus that man is overpowering.
But I'd be lying to myself if he knocked on my door tomorrow, I'd be thrilled of course he was alive, but it would be a lie to go back to him...
I became a mindless idiot when he touches me.
I pushed my hands threw my hair.
One time I needed that women to have her phone on her; I'd found it sitting on my kitchen counter.
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