The beginning of this book sucked me in and the stakes that got raised by the third chapter kept me turning the pages. But then things started to fall apart for me and I've figured out why...
The premise of this book is a charming fire inspector, Dax, and an uptight real estate agent, Amber, get trapped in a dilapidated building during an earthquake. During those few hours of near death experiences they give into temptation and have coitus (I've been watching too much Big Bang Theory!). Afterwards, they get separated. Well, not really. She runs away from the scene, and then further away to Mexico. Once there she discovers she's pregnant. During the "aftershocks" both try in a lackluster manner to find each other with poor results. A year later, they bump into each other in the pediatrician's office. Big surprise for Dax!
All of that was fantastic! Dax is carefree with no attachments, but still responsible. Amber is a hot mess of insecurity because of her upbringing and she has low self esteem. That's a major reason for her not trying too hard to contact Dax, as well as for dodging his later attempts at becoming a family. And let me tell you, she dodges, ducks, and dives. She's mean, she's standoffish...she's a total Bitch to him. Yet he keeps coming back for more. That's what drove me absolutely insane. I have never met a man who would take that abuse and top it with some serious insecurities, low self esteem, and daddy issues. Shalvis may have brought me around if there had been more inner monologue over it. But there wasn't. A lot of their inner monologues, at this point in the book, focused on their activities and not their wounds or the reasons behind their wounds. Character growth didn't happen until 90% and by then I just didn't care.