The Bodyguard or Fool's Gold?
Fool's Gold is probably a more accurate title...you know, fool me once, shame on you, fool me twice, shame on me...
Good morning stranger...
Dani Bishop, aka, Daniella Maria Gabriela Gafanelli, wakes up to amnesia and a half-naked hot man in her bedroom who claims to be her husband. Not only does he look good with his washboard abs, dark hair, and chiseled features, he can cook too! But something seems amiss to Dani--what is she recovering from?! When Dani finds out the reason she has amnesia is that of a bullet to the brain in a failed murder attempt on her life, things get interesting.
But there is a dark side...
Bishop, aka The Crow, is Dani's dutiful husband who is seemingly taking care of her while she recovers, For safety, Bishop has brought Dani to Annecy, France and won't let her leave the townhome. Sounds a bit suspicious but Dani goes along with the charade for a hot minute before parts of the pre-amnesiac Dani begin to surface. Bishop knows he can't keep Dani locked up forever and leaves her an undignified option in and out of the townhome that allows her to visit the cafe and bookstore while trying to regain her memory. Meanwhile, Bishop continues with his shadowy comings and goings and odd phone calls.
Memory returns with a vengeance...
Dani finally gets her memories back and knows exactly who and what Bishop is and why he's "The Crow" and she is none too happy with him. Dani and Bishop initially met at her Sweet Sixteen party thrown by her mafia don father, Don Gafanelli, making Dani a mafia princess and Bishop...her bodyguard.
Overall...
The plot twists and turns with betrayal at every corner and no one is who they appear to be, rather FBI, simple cafe clerk or bodyguard. Not the most cohesive storyline but I am able to overlook it because of the dry humor and sarcasm. The dialogue between Dani and Bishop is the best part of the story. The flow is easy and believable between the characters with lots of witty banter. Two of the funniest lines in the story is about Dani's cooking skills: "Sure you're not finding something to stab me with?" "Thought about it. Figured it'd be easier to just kill you with my cooking." "So, what are we eating?" "None of your cooking ever again, that's for damn sure." "Smartass." "You're damn right I'm smart. Last night's meal nearly took me out."
A lot of laughs in this one.