I was a quite disappointed with Amber Lea Easton's latest novel,
"Dancing Barefoot."
While I loved her other works,
"Anonymity"
and
"Riptide,"
this one fell short. While it is an engaging story of romance, with some very interesting characters, there were a few issues that didn't feel at all plausible. I know this is a work of fiction, but still, it didn't work for me.
The story is that Jessica fell in love and got engaged with Jacques when she spent a summer in Italy five years ago. While Jacques was off doing whatever, Jessica gets a call that her mother's in a coma back home in the states. After waiting all day for Jacques to return, Jessica takes off. She leaves everything at their apartment, her clothes, her paintings, her valuables because she has every intention to return. She ends up staying by her mother's side for five weeks. Here's the problem. THERE'S NO NOTE! She never left Jacques a note when she took off. Are you kidding me? Who the hell doesn't leave a note? I'd like to know who would do this? It's beyond ridiculous. She didn't even call him when she was in the states because she didn't have his phone number, or email for that matter. WTF?! She doesn't even have Ava (Jacques' sister) or Carter's (Jacques' best friend) phone number. Here's an idea, dial 411, or the operator to get his number. I guess it would have been too hard for Jacques himself to call her or the operator because I'm guessing he doesn't have her number. When Jessica does return to Italy, Jacques is no longer at their apartment. In fact, Jacques didn't even know that she had returned. And we're to believe that these two are madly in love. Yeah, right.
As time marches on, turns out that Jacques and his girlfriend at the time got into some major trouble in Thailand.
""We were held in a Thai prison for almost a year. Simone was raped repeatedly. I was beaten. We were starved. I refused to use my family's diplomatic connections because I didn't want to shame them. I have money of my own... or had... from the trust fund. I hired an attorney who bribed the right people and made sure any attempts to find me were blocked but... it took time.""
Are you fucking kidding me? He's too proud to ask for help? He'd rather be beaten and starved? Subject his girlfriend to being raped repeatedly? I'm sorry, am I the only one who has a problem with this? Again, yes, I know, this is fiction, but come on! There is no way in hell this could ring true. This is not a hero. I don't care if he loves or doesn't love his girlfriend. He's a fucking asshole is what he is. This is not a personality trait that I find endearing no matter how good looking he is.
When Jessica finds out that her so-called best-friend of ten years, Marc, is out to sabotage her partnership at the firm, is clearly responsible for the setting the fire, sets her up to make it look like she's the arsonist, and is responsible for getting her mother all doped up with heroine on her big night and to further embarrass her in front of her bosses by getting the police involved, what does she do? Nothing. Absolutely nothing. Seriously? I've officially lost count on the number of eye-rolls.
So what did I think of the book in the end? I think the author could've taken a different and better route when it came to the H/h splitting up, or where Jacques was for a year. Needless to say, I was very happy when I reached the end as there were times I wanted to chuck it. These issues I've mentioned, they're too major to be ignored. Maybe you can, but I just couldn't get past it they were so ridiculous.