After a long day, overworked fashion designer Roxie Kincaid walked into the wrong apartment and suddenly had a gun at her head. A mistake that left her at the mercy of Mac McBride, a man she believed was at best a criminal--at worst a terrorist negotiating an arms deal. But Mac saved her life by claiming her as his fiancée. As hostages to deadly arms dealers, with their every move caught on camera, their sexy performance to fool the enemy became a true-to-life passionate affair. And soon, they had to make the real choice between their love and securing a weapon that could hold the world at ransom....
How far do you read before you decide that a book is a waste of time? I stopped reading on page 156 out of 249 pages. Bored to death. This is the second book that takes place in Paris that I've read this week, and had to quit more than half-way through it. The characters had no chemistry between each other besides Mac's suspicious beliefs that his sudden roommate, Roxie, is also a covert agent when all she does is work for a Parisian fashion house. They spent the majority of the time holed up in a little attic bedroom, complete with bathroom because they've been taken hostage by a band of Parisian thugs. They sleep in the same bed together for three nights in row before they finally decide to have their "honeymoon" in the bathtub. The sex wasn't all that exciting, in my opinion, either. They lack a certain "je ne sais quois."