Widow Sasha watches her 9 year old twin sons play on the beach. She’s lost her husband, and he, unfortunately, had lost his small chain of boutique hotels and has left his family penniless. Sasha reflects that everything is about to get a little tricky. She doesn’t know the half of it.
Gabriel prowls down the beach, Sasha in his sights. Once, she was a cheap hussy who talked her way onto his yacht and into his bed. Then, she left him for his elderly cousin. No woman leaves Gabriel, he does the leaving! Sasha owes him a debt to his pride.
Surprise, Sasha! Gabriel, the lover you left ten years in your past is now the legal guardian of your twin sons. Oh, there’s sure to be some bitter drama ahead.
And yes, there is. Gabriel has a terrible childhood story, and knows women are wicked. All mothers, given half the chance, will desert their children to marry rich men. Then they have affairs and destroy their husband’s businesses with their outrageous demands for baubles. He lets Sasha know at every opportunity that he’s onto her.
‘Are you off to bleed another man dry? Better go quick, now you’re nearing 30 you are a dried up husk of a woman and will no longer have your pick of men!’ he says, whenever she leaves the room. ‘Yeah, thanks,’ Sasha says. ‘If I see any men on my way to the toilet I’ll be sure to seduce them.’
Ok, so maybe she doesn’t reach that level of sarcasm, but after her initial burst of fear and loathing, and her ongoing irritation over what an idiot he’s being, Sasha is pretty focused on behaving as much like an ordinary adult human being as she can. Her biggest barrier to success is that she really wants to climb all over Gabriel’s hot naked body. She always has, and faces the fact that she always will. It’s a terrible flaw.
Sasha also had a bad childhood. When she met Gabriel at 17 she invested her entire being into loving him. When she found out from her future husband that Gabriel also had a bad beginning, she was so happy! They had so much in common, and there would have a close bond forever!
No.
I have complaints about characters in romance doing no self-analysis on how their own behaviours are influencing poor outcomes. I complain that mother heroines often come off incredibly badly. Heroes are intensely critical of their failure to provide children with champagne lifestyles, and if the mother works, of her terrible abandonment of her children, and whether she works or not, of the terrible co-dependency inherent in their mother-child relationship. It’s never difficult to convince a mother that she’s doing a terrible job. That vulnerability is a source of huge angst in many novels.
Sasha is an awesome mother. She’s also an incredibly well put-together person. She’s worked on herself, she’s had counselling. She knows she doesn’t always make the right decisions, but it’s so refreshing that she doesn’t need the hero to come in and financially and emotionally rescue her. She's independent, and confident in her ability to build her own future and care for her boys.
I don’t need sensible people each time I read M&B (in fact, I do really like them to not be sensible), but I liked the way this came together.
I also adored her for being such an idiot at seventeen. She obsessed over Gabriel before meeting him, and her opening gambit was to tell him she was escaping from a porno. She hoped this would make her sound sexy. Naturally, Gabriel decided she was a whore.
He politely doesn’t greet her each morning with ‘what up, slag?’ which is fortunate. Or not, if you're of the opinion she might have been better off dumping him far earlier. While he’s still getting some, he’s pretty invested in keeping his stupid opinions to his stupid self.
While it didn't really apply here, sometimes I think, wouldn’t it be great if the heroine could act all flattered that the hero was implying that she had professional game? She could be all, ‘thanks, good note. As a matter of interest, what techniques would you consider my best moves?’ Of course, it really can’t work. The heroine is convinced that she’s emotionally invested in their intimacy, and the hero should be too.
I’ve put this review behind the spoiler blind, because, no surprise, Gabriel is the real daddy. It’s not much of a spoiler. She was also a virgin, and hasn’t slept with anyone since she left Gabriel. I’m making do with enjoying people being sensible, so won’t quibble over how I wouldn’t have minded if she had left Gabriel to get pregnant with another man.
You do sometimes get the sense that heroines are keeping secret children secret for reasons that sound superficially legit, but do have an underlying pettiness to them. The heroine is fighting for us all against misogyny, and naturally we have to appreciate her efforts and forgive her a few tiny flaws. The heroine rarely comes right out and says she kept her children away from their father for revenge, but her guilty reaction, and her wounded self-justification make it pretty clear that, even if she won’t always acknowledge it, the revenge was certainly there.
Sasha had such good reasons to keep her secret. And she’s consistent: when Gabriel confronts her she maintains that this was the right choice, that he wouldn’t have been a good father. She acknowledges that she wasn’t in the right place to be a good mother, and she needed to get away from Gabriel so that she could be.
I wish more heroines would back themselves like this. They have years to prep for this confrontation scene. Why can’t they just say: ‘I thought you’d be a bad father. You were a controlling, manipulative and emotionally distant man with some deep seated rage issues. Then your best friend threw you into a volcano, and you became a Sith lord. If that’s not reason enough not to tell you about our kid, I don’t know what is.’ And never apologise! Especially if you’re still not quite convinced that you were wrong.
Gabriel, after the obligatory proposal demand, accepts Sasha’s refusal gracefully, and manages to transform himself into a caring and respectful adult. I’d enjoyed hating him So Much in the early stages of the book, enjoyed his realisation of how wrong he was, and the groundwork for this transformation. He gives Sasha space, but makes it clear that he’s not just interested in his sons. He wants her, and loves her.
It made me so happy. A good grovel is a lovely thing, but this longer demonstration of how he’d changed was so satisfying. I loved this book. Sure, I’ve got a niggle. Sasha describes years of counselling to get her head on straight, whereas all Gabriel needed was an epiphany and he’s a better man. I felt that undercut some of Penny Jordan’s point about getting the help to do the work on yourself, rather than putting all your eggs in the ‘true love makes me a better man’ basket.