Inching towards a 2.5
Alex, the police officer Stanislaski, arrests Bess McNee for prostitution, only to discover that she's actually a soap opera writer doing research for her characters. She decides she wants to know more about Alex, about his job and what he does on the streets and starts popping up all over the place. He decides he wants to know her better, physically and emotionally, even though he finds her a bit irritating and odd. Bess is all for it and goes along with Alex's ideas. But Bess soon realizes, despite her previous suitors, she's never been in love like this before and is surprised at how much love hurts...because Alex, although he claims to love her, doesn't trust Bess's feelings for him.
Every now and again, NR writes a heroine that rubs me the wrong way, like this one. It's a type that I've seen in some of her other stories and never seem to be able to connect with. The heroine definitely got in the way of my enjoyment of this story. From the beginning, she annoyed me and I’m not sure it ever actually stopped. She’s peppy, effervescent even and she’s perpetually unoffended no matter what anyone says to her (at least up to the end when love smacks her in the face). She doesn’t even see bad in people...which is why she constantly defends her three ex-fiancees and forgives the hero in the snap of a finger. It’s like nardly anything touches her...even fear. I mean, first scene, she’s bee-bopping around downtown pretending to be a hooker and almost gets roped into an actual hookup and she’s never even scared. She encounters the hooker’s pimp who’s this close to laying into her and is she scared? Nope. A little shaken, but she knew she’d be perfectly safe and there wasn’t any reason why she shouldn’t have been there in the first place. Women like this drive me nuts - they’re not completely TSTL, but they might as well be when they have no rational fear to stop them from doing stupid shit or any common sense to stop them from being more of a nuisance than they already are. I honestly don’t know what Alex saw in her (of course he was no peach either). More than that though, I was seriously disturbed with seeing how Bess, a wealthy woman living in a mansion and affording the most expensive stuff, walks around in the seediest of areas like it’s some sort of frickin’ tourist attraction. She gapes and gawks and thinks it’s so fascinating as if the people who live there have any choice in the matter. And she uses the lives and experiences of a downtrodden woman in order to write a fictional story, but does she really pay it back? Sure she decides to help Rosalie because she feels a connection, but I don’t see Ms. wealthy-heroine volunteering at the local shelter or doing anything to help battered women. It bothered me that she treated serious stuff like prostitution, murder and domestic violence as though it were a fictional story instead of giving it the gravity it deserves...it’s tragic, not fun. Alex is getting information about a murder from his snitch at his pawnshop and she’s going shopping for props for her soap opera. I SO kept hoping that some tirade on the hero’s part would actually sink through her thick skull.
And believe me, there were plenty of tirades coming from the hero. I’m not sure he even really liked Bess, but he claimed to love her from like, the 40% mark, and then berate her every other page and refuse to believe her when she said she loved him. Then he very nearly calls her a whore (pot, meet kettle). I also didn’t feel much chemistry between them. It seemed he spent so much time there in the beginning being completely annoyed with her (as I was) and then all of a sudden their kissing and talking about going to bed with each other and I’m all, wait, what? Even once they’re actually in love I wasn’t feeling it.