As a fan of instalove romance, I thought this showed promise, but ended up being too ridiculous to believe. After catching her fiancé in flagrante, Emily needed space and headed for Cole Mountain. Why there, who knows? Continuing her streak of bad luck, she crashed her car and was rescued by Christian, but this is where things got a little weird and creepy. Although she’s unconscious with an obvious head wound, Christian hauls her off to his home instead of the hospital and calls a doctor friend, who doesn’t seem concerned about head trauma or internal injuries and leaves Emily (still unconscious) in Christain’s obviously capable hands! Waking the next day Emily and Christian have the most absurd conversation, and before you can say “crispy bacon”, he’s circling her clit and introducing her to the joys of sex all weekend long. And speaking of long, how many times do we have to read about his 10 inch long, thick c*ck! It just went on and on. On top of everything, he was an arrogant, domineering jerk, who expected Emily to drop everything to move to Cole Mountain, forget about her family, friends and job. If it had been me, I would have run for the hills!