The h's name is Blossom and she is a free-spirited artist who flies in the face of convention by actually making some money from her drawings (tots believable) and fly fishes. OH, and she is looking for REAL luve, after being committed to marrying some lukewarm other man for whom she had no deeper affection than just passing appreciation for him being a gentleman and not going to treat her wrong, unlike some rake H she is quite attractive to. So after HE throws her over cuz he found amore she is all, "well it’s my turn to get off my ass and find just the right kind of love and not settle for less". She starts interviewing potential suiters and they are fortune hunters and she is well on her way to settling for some more luke-warm affection she had with her previous fiance, so she doesn't end up a spinster and all when her previous fiance's brother barges into her life and starts muscling in on her perfect plans with his sexual innuendos and perfect sexual naughtiness she just needed to break her out of her spell. BUUUUT she can't trust him cuz he is a rake and just plays with women's emotions to just get into their petty coats…. AKA THE SAME DAMN THING AS THE OTHER TWO BOOKS IN THE SERIES.
See maybe I could have gotten over the name "Blossom" (snorts laughter, maybe not, it's a think line there). But this read comes on the close heal of Addicted and I just could not STAND every pitiful plot point, character manipulation, and melodrama caused by mistrust and miscommunication used by the author to manipulate the readers into "feeling" sorry or just anything for her characters. Such as it is I went into this read numb and I am glad I did cuz it’s the same damn thing as the other two books: quasi-independent h that has been burned or doesn't want to be burnt by the philandering wanna-be hero.
Push and pull that filled with all these "feels" that are just blatant manipulation and bear no deeper research into establishing the characters. It's all primal attraction, but he is a bad guy, but they can't help it so they bone and then some drama happens that is full of tears and so so so so so so SO much unnecessary hurt feelings that are resolved in the next instant by the snap decision of the characters that they want to be happy and not dwell, the end. No significant conversation, proper counseling by a priest that both characters DESPERATELY need. Nope, they have their power of deep sexual love and that will carry them through the soul-deep hurt both characters inflicted at some point, cuz that doesn't matter. They ain't real so why should it, right? All that matters is how sexually compatible they are and how blissfully happy #coughs# opium haze googles #coughs# the MCs end up. That's all folks. Fu*k the reads who want anything real.
So yeah, in response to that I say Fu*k this book and scr*w this author. I ain't going in for any more of her other story without a proper background check on how other readers found it. Big ass warning sight on her I am placing right here with this review.