Published: July 22, 2013
Source: Personal Copy
Once upon a time, two lawyers fell in love …
Gabrielle Ginsberg was a public defender with plenty of nerve and Braden Pierce was an assistant district attorney with a whole lot of swagger. Gabrielle wanted Braden and Braden wanted Gabrielle.
And Cameron wanted Gabrielle.
And Marla wanted Braden.
And Cole wanted Gabrielle.
And Mrs. Mason wanted Braden.
And an anonymous letter writer wanted to keep Gabrielle and Braden apart.
Together Gabrielle and Braden discovered many important things, like which doors at the courthouse actually locked, and that desks could be useful for more than writing. They also found out that the path of love was not always smooth, and it was sometimes trod upon by some really wacky people, like a confused fanny grabber, an eighty-two year old pothead and a gentleman who threw a wine and cheese party in his pants. Could true love overcome a lack of privacy, interference by jealous rivals and the insanity of the criminal court system?
There is a certain kind of movie--I'm sure you've all seen at least one of these--where you really need to be drunk to appreciate it. This is sort of the literary (and I use that term as loosely as possible) version of that and, believe me, if I had the ability to drunk-read, I would have gone through a bottle of wine or three with this one.
If I had to sum up this book in one word, it would be "ridiculous." And, honestly, I would have DNF'd this one if it didn't just keep getting more and more ridiculous. The writing style was overly conversational and casual. The characters--all of them, from the two main leads to those that show up in only a few sentences--all fall firmly in cliche-land. The world of this book almost feels like an early (or late) episode of Seinfeld--all one liners and cheap shots. Some of the dialogue between the lawyers, not just the hero and heroine, is so wildly inappropriate that, in the even sort of real world, there is no way there would not have been some sort of disciplinary action.
And it just continues to get more and more ridiculous. The whole "intrigue" side of this book, dealing with the anonymous letter mentioned in the summary, is so over the top and yet so unfulfilling that it is sort of a thing of wonder. Again, it reads like a bad Seinfeld episode trying to be Alias.
Also, if you are expecting a clear HEA here, you won't get one. The story continues in the second book in the series so, if you want the dirt on the letter, you'll have to keep going. I, however, am 95% sure I know who is behind the letter and 100% sure I don't care. As "entertaining for all the wrong reasons" this book was, it isn't enough to warrant me reading further.
Now, I will say there are a few technical issues with this book. For one thing, there are a few grammatical errors that just popped out. I'm just not someone who can gloss past those. I also felt that this book is actually pretty light on the romance. What I mean is that it seems like the emotional component was a given and everyone was just here for the sex (including the Chihuahua. Seriously). I also felt the ending, which wasn't even really an ending, was mishandled and too convenient and not a note to end on if you want the readers to continue with the series.
So, there it is. If you are able to read while drunk, or if you enjoy messy trainwrecks, THIS IS THE ROMANCE FOR YOU! Otherwise, well, oy vey....
I was not solicited for this review and I received no compensation for this post.