It was. . .an okay, nicely researched/referenced story. . .
It isn't that I disliked the book, because parts of it were interesting. I simply didn't "feel" it, as though something was missing. There were a handful of grammatical and syntax issues that owe a lack of solid proofreading and good editing to their existence in the book. That, I found disturbing given how the blurb about the writer insinuated the writer's husband had a hand in writing, too, and was her sports consultant. Disturbing is probably an overreaction since another collaborator doesn't guarantee the work gets reviewed for errors - I just can't imagine publishing a book without checking it over thrice, four times, backward and forward. It's a product of working together, to tell a story you want to make a profit on and to do so, readers have to enjoy, appreciate and be passionate about what they're reading.
I can see how much work went into retrieving material and information, not to mention the technological details required to get the final product out on the market. This is why I don't understand how the errors left in the compilation of their story pieces even exist. There had to have been someone in charge of making sure there were no errors, another to oversee that person, and so on; yet someone messed up. And, I'm rambling about typos when my real problem with this book is that I'm ambivalent about it. Because I don't love the storyline, and found the whole "struck by figurative lightning at first glance" between Evan and Holly too smarmy and cliche for words.
Let's look at the "facts" provided us. This is Las Vegas, known as Sin City, and our story is also set in the 21st century. Evan, heretofore, has been a known player where women were concerned, while Holly's a recent college graduate and a "goody-two-shoes" with an ex fiance who cheated on her (it was mentioned during one of Holly's pov thoughts), yet neither the ex or the act of cheating has bearing on her actions or psyche, so why even mention it? She's athletic, so she is in shape, but though she's described as "beautiful," her brown hair and eyes aren't extraordinary, and in a city like Las Vegas Holly is not exceptional. On the other hand, Evan is a professional hockey player, APPEALING, GORGEOUS, WEALTHY -- the list of lovely, mouth-watering attributes and/or descriptors can go on indefinitely. Though she's attractive enough to garner second glances from men, we're not given ANYTHING that makes her a believable recipient of Evan's notice. She isn't in forced work proximity where he could develop feelings - we just have glances in time that they share that the writer makes a big deal of; however, not going to lie, it is LAME at best. If Holly had four feet of hair, or jewel-like eyes, or had been in the Olympics - ANYTHING that set her apart from the masses instead of being another pretty face. . .I just hate that the main characters connected so weakly.
There we go - the storyline and details of the protagonists are weak. This made the rest of the story weak to me, and I couldn't accept its improbability. Could Evan and Holly have fallen in love with a stronger plot and storyline? Perhaps. Too bad the writer didn't struggle for those stronger supporting details that I believe make or break fictional works, distinguishing the weak and mediocre from the fantastic and wonderfully transporting pieces that people enjoy rereading.
I would not read this book again. One and a half stars - rounded up equals two.