I have some good things to say about this book. The premise of the story was a great hook for me - a secret from the past suddenly popping up and growing legs. The plot is twisty and unpredictable. There were several "outcomes" that I thought I had guessed, but was wrong. I always enjoy that sort of surprise in a story.
There are some strong supporting characters who are well-drawn and whose motivation seems spot-on to me. The author is really good at creating suspense. These parts of the books were very satisfying for me and kept the action moving. You'll note I did use enough stars on the rating to show I like the book. These elements should add up to a fantastic book.
But for me, they did not, and there are a few reasons why.
The first is the fact that the pregnancy that started it all happened when Shelby was 17. Nevada was a working police officer so obviously not her age. I personally can't ignore the whole statutory rape thing though I believe the author intends us to ignore it. Certainly nobody in the story makes an issue of it, and the girl's father is a judge, for heaven's sake. I think it's meant to be okay because secretly Nevada loved her?
As a side note, apparently all men in Texas drive around in their pickups with walnut-cracking erections at pretty much all times. Certainly everyone in this book did.
The next is the endless, angsty, tormented (for no real reason) sexual tension between Shelby and Nevada. It's the same trope in thousands of romance books, which is one reason I don't like them. The character's inner dialogue goes something like this (I'm making this bit up - summarizing, if you will):
"Okay, he is super hot and I wanna have sex with him, but I can't.
If he comes around, I'll shut him down so fast!
Omigod, here he comes.
I don't want sex with him, I don't, ooh look at those muscles, okay I do.
WHEEEEEEEEEEEE!
Omigod, I had sex with him but I didn't mean to.
Never again!
He's totally hot, but NO!
Oh, there is again. I won't have sex, oh his jeans fit so nice, okay, I'll do it.
OOOOOOOOOOOH!
Dammit. Again!"
Repeat at regular intervals.
I know I may be in the minority here. Some people seem to like that sort of irritatingly long-winded, overwrought sexual tension. I'm not sure they are the same people who pick up Lisa Jackson's book to read a suspenseful mystery, though. For me, it pretty much destroyed an otherwise good story. I just rolled my eyes and skipped as much of it as I could.
The other thing that bothers me is the utterly inane banter between Shelby and Nevada. What on God's Green Earth makes Shelby turn into some tipsy-sounding, Mae-West-wannabe every time Nevada speaks to her? She spouts the most idiotic stuff I have ever heard, such as "whatcha gonna do about me, cowboy?" and "maybe it's trouble I'm lookin' for, am I gonna get it?". Seriously? Is that meant to be sexy? And it's not all her; he is almost as bad. You always know there's a sex scene coming for these two when the cheese factor ramps up.
At one point I said "do you know how stupid you sound?" to my book. Yes, out loud. I couldn't help it. The dialogue was so painfully lame. I know I shouldn't, but I couldn't resist ... WHEEEEEE!