Blaire didn’t know much about one-night stands, but she knew how they’re supposed to go. A night where inhibitions are thrown out, no names, no attachments, and in the morning you both go your separate ways, never to speak again. At least that’s what was supposed to happen.
Mother nature had other plans.
She established boundaries: No details, no more sex. But Joel was never much for following the rules. With a body built for sex and an appetite to match, one night with him would never be enough. Torn between the case that could make her legal career and a man who thinks of clothes as optional, how long could she stick to the rules?
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While out drinking with the gals from work, Blaire meets a handsome stranger in a bar. They go home together for an ONS only to have that one night be extended into quite a few more when they get stuck together.
To be completely honest, I had a hard time getting past this premise—a sandstorm so wide and dangerous in Vegas that the city shuts down and people are trapped in their homes for weeks. I know this is fiction, but a natural or weather disaster to maroon two people together could have easily been set some place more believable. (Hello Florida hurricanes, Northeast blizzards, you get the picture, although even those things are only crippling for a few days and big cities clean up quick).
The other problem I struggled with off the bat is how crappy Blaire treats Joel the next morning. Hey, it wasn’t his fault Sin City was being ridiculously blasted with sand. I get that she was feeling regretful about a drunken one night stand with a stranger but at least he was a hot, single stranger who was willing to go for more than one night.
And then, after setting up “rules” and telling him one night was just one night, she caves and has unprotected sex with him, a guy that’s still basically a stranger, remember. This catapulted Blaire into wish-washy zone for me as instead of getting to know him while they are stuck together and she’s refusing to sleep with him again, she waits till after they have mind blowing sex to question who he really is. And she’s a lawyer to boot! Blaire did not seem like a mature, educated woman the way she handled most situations.
Mind you, the sex is pretty hot and descriptive and the author writes dirty scenes pretty well. Joel is also a dirty talker too. But to really feel the chemistry I believe you also have to be connected with the characters, which I wasn’t because, ya know, they skipped the whole getting to know each other thing.
As the story progressed I still found it hard to believe the relationship was based on anything but lust. The rest is a lot of push and pull. Joel wants to keep seeing her but his identity becomes a major professional problem for her. The plot often felt contrived and it contained a trite troupe that was unoriginal.
This is a three part serial together in one bundle. Books 1 and 2 are told via Blaire’s first person point of view. Book three is told by Joel and Blaire. All in all, it’s an okay read if you aren’t looking for anything fresh and new.Amazon
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