This is, in my opinion, Delaney Diamond's best. And that's saying something. LOVED. IT. Smiled, laughed, even got a little hot and bothered at points and then it was over, dammit. I could go on and on, quoting the passages that made me smile, laugh and the ones that made me look over my shoulder to ensure no one saw what I was reading, but suffice it to say that I was incredibly pleased, but not at all surprised by how much I loved this book.
Since I've spent many long hours rhapsodizing about how Delaney writes romance, I won't do so again. But the one thing I will say about this book that deserves highlighting: Delaney knows how to write strong, assertive, painfully attractive and even aggressive men who NEVER cross the line into the territory of the cartoonishly Aplha male (ugh, so many of those in romance today, its ridiculous) who, though sexy, probably needs to have a restraining order served on him. She understands what seems to escape some other writers -- that there's a point at which that becomes unattractive. I'll pretty much read anything she writes.