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528 pages, Kindle Edition
First published October 5, 2011
I usually hate sounding like a broken record, but I've decided that sometimes, it's not a bad thing. And in this case, book after book, review after review of saying the same things, I’m beginning to think that Kristen Ashley can write no wrong. I’ve read five of her books, back-to-back, and while this is going to sound wonky, I’m not looking forward to reading her entire back-list because then I’ll have read her entire back-list and will have to wait for new releases and I just can’t imagine that that will be very much fun. The waiting, that is.
So there ya have it! Another fantastic, sexy, exciting, awesome story by Kristen Ashley!!
“Babe, you think I found the women of my dreams at 45 years old and I'm gonna let anything happen to her, think again. That's a long fuckin' time to wait for what you want. I waited. I found it. I'm pullin' out all the stops to take care of it.”
“Darlin’, the last time I walked into a mall was two presidents ago.”
I stared at him in shock. Then I asked,
“Is that even possible?”
“I got a dick and I was single so, yeah, it’s possible.”
When my phone rang at the bakery, this usually meant someone wanted to order a birthday cake. When Brock’s rang at the Station, this usually meant someone had a cap busted in their ass. My job was WAY better.
“He thinks I'm beautiful and told me so. He thinks I'm funny because I make him laugh all the time. He's fantastic in bed and when I say that not once, not even once have we been together where he's not taken care of me and it's not unheard of he takes care of me twice in one go.”
“Now, let’s go back to me bein’ like chocolate that melts in your mouth.”
“That isn’t exactly what I meant,” I told him, his arms went around me and he rolled to his back, taking me with him. Then his hand sifted into my hair, fisted gently and my head came up.
“I would hope not, darlin’, seein’ as every time you take me in your mouth, the last thing I do is melt.”
You are, indeed, my favorite so far. You're probably shaking your head and wondering:favorite what? Favorite hero, of course. You probably don't understand that either, but stay with me.
I was a bit unsure about your actions and the undercover mission(where you really got under covers, you stud, you) and I was afraid you were just using Tessa. Luckily you weren't because she has been through so, so much. Abuse and lost wishes, and now a liar on top? I'm glad you got that sorted out and quite easily, too, without too many bossy orders or controlling actions.
I loved the slow development of your relationship with Tessa. You became her hero, her protector, her everything without being a jerk. I admire you for that. I guess it took a lot of effort to control your alpha impulses and I'm giving you your The Least Jerk badge. Congrats!!
“He ignored my push, his eyes lifted to mine and he whispered, “I can’t make any promises about where this is gonna go but what I can do is give you me, keep you safe while you walk on the wild side and work my ass off to do what I can so this never goes bad for you.”
I'm totally sighing right now...
Well, moving on. I think you lucked out, big time, when you found Tessa. She bakes, cooks, cleans, puts up with your family and she loves you and has your back. That is not so easy with your crazy family and even crazier job. Oh, and not to mention your ex. What did you see in her? You're a cop-you didn't see the entire time she was playing you, but you're supposed to be able to read killers? You may need to find yourself a different job, honey.
"He had that snow on him because he threw himself to the ground to dodge bullets aimed at him in front of my house.
My man had thrown his beautiful body to the snow to dodge fucking bullets aimed at him in front of my fucking house.
And he had his gun in his hand because he’d had to return fire.
And I knew exactly who ordered that unidentified male to aim bullets at my man.
I did not fucking think so."
She's also very protective of you. I did have a problem with her going to her abusive ex alone, in order to attack him. Love, she's a baker. How is that sane? Still, I forgive her because it was for you, and we all do crazy things for people we love. I was happy to see she fought off her attacker, but I found it hard to believe. Now tell me the truth, you gave her secret karate lessons. I'm right, right?
Oh, and your boys, I just looooved them. I was so sad to see what they'd been through, but you raised them well. They will grow up and become men you'll be proud of. And, now they have Tessa to comfort them.
“When you were out running before we went to look at trucks that last Sunday you had them, I asked them to write a letter to Santa and they did,” I informed him.
“Babe, hate to break this to you but they’re ten and twelve. They know there’s no Santa Claus.”
I lifted my head and looked down at him. “Yeah, I know. But they aren’t stupid. They humored me because they also know I have a credit card.”
And, I know you know this, but Tessa loves you a lot. She loves you for loving her and for being you. Being her Brock. And she knows exactly who her Brock is. Don't ever forget that.
“Brock Lucas is wild and he’s rough and he’s driven but he’s loving and affectionate and so fucking loyal it isn’t funny. He takes care of me. He makes me feel safe. He’s good through and through and that is the first and last fucking time I’ll listen to you talk shit about him."
"He thought I was funny. He thought I was beautiful. He got close anytime I was near. He wanted to stand between me and roaring lions. He wanted to help me battle my ghosts. He had two fantastic sons, a screwy but loving family, a great body, an affectionate manner and he remembered the color of the nightie I wore our first night together in my bed."
So, all in all, I think you two are the sweetest couple ever and I've enjoyed knowing you.
P.S. What kind of nickname is Slim? You need something better.
P.P.S. Just to spare you the effort of investigating how I know this, I admit:I'm your official stalker.
P.P.P.S. You wouldn't be open to the idea of running away with me, right? I can't bake but I make mean pancakes. If not, have Tessa send me some cupcakes. Thanks in advance!
My review for book 1 in the series
My review for book 3 in the series
My review for book 4 in the series
"I'm sorry, my reaction was selfish, I should have thought of you and I'll work on it but I'm a woman and women have this thing when their men have had women in their lives that are better looking than them. [...] You're hot. I should have known she would be beautiful but just how beautiful she is took me by surprise. Like I said, I'll work on that and try to get over it." [...]This was slower and steadier than the action packed, laugh a minute fun of Mystery Man. It focussed not only on Brock and Tess building a relationship but also the added influences of Brock's crazy, intrusive family, as well as and also Tess's hard work and success as a cake baking/decorating sensation.
When I stopped talking, Brock remained silent and stared up at me. [...] Then he asked, "You think Olivia is better looking than you?"
My brows drew together and I repeated, "Well... yeah." [...]
"Jesus, you haven't, have you?"
"I haven't what?"
"Ever played games."
"[...] But all of that was worth it, all of it, since my reward is you." [...]Yep.
"Please, Brock, be quiet."
"No fuckin' way, baby," he whispered. "Today, I been thinkin' a lot about McManus and he lost his good one and there is no way I'm gonna find mine and not know right to my fuckin' bones she doesn't understand precisely what she means to me."
- lack of what I think is a much needed grovelling,
- the heroine being too old for my taste,
- the heroine’s friends being annoying.