Wow… 3000 Miles is an emotionally charged, provocative rollercoaster of desire, discontent, and the haunting consequences of forbidden connection. From the moment Sheridan Maxwell literally collides with the unnamed narrator in a Vegas elevator, I was hooked. There’s instant chemistry, a kind of reckless magnetism that sets the tone for a story that is as steamy as it is complicated.
What makes this book stand out isn’t just the heat between the two leads though there's plenty of that but how raw and real their emotional battles are. Both characters are stuck in marriages that look great on paper but are deeply unfulfilling. Their online affair is a form of escape, but it quickly becomes more than that. I really felt the ache, the longing, and the messy, gut-wrenching emotions that come with wanting something or someone you shouldn’t.
Sheridan is a powerhouse successful, sharp, and layered with vulnerability. Her loneliness beneath the surface of her seemingly perfect life is painfully relatable. And the male lead? Flawed, selfish, but human. His internal conflict between duty and desire felt authentic, even if I wanted to shake him at times for the choices he made.
There’s a twist of identity (him not telling her who he really is) that adds a dramatic punch, and when everything unravels, it hits hard. I appreciated that K.C. Savage didn’t sugarcoat the fallout. The ending leaves you with a lingering ache, a sense of unfinished business, but also hope.