I tend to steer clear of romance novels such as this one. There's always too much predictability and a kind of silliness to the genre. Don't get me wrong; a book with romance is what keeps me up reading most nights, but not when it's the main element in the novel.
Being in the military myself, I can't get past how Grady was written as some military badass who keeps to himself and hates the month of December thanks to a tragedy from seventeen years ago. It's just...silly. As are his thoughts and pretty much everything written from his point of view. It's clear that a woman has written his part without knowing too much about how men think.
The book would have benefitted from being written only from Suzanne's point of view. Here, the author is clearly more in her element.
Overall, as with most books of this genre, I am not impressed.
Being in the military myself, I can't get past how Grady was written as some military badass who keeps to himself and hates the month of December thanks to a tragedy from seventeen years ago. It's just...silly. As are his thoughts and pretty much everything written from his point of view. It's clear that a woman has written his part without knowing too much about how men think.
The book would have benefitted from being written only from Suzanne's point of view. Here, the author is clearly more in her element.
Overall, as with most books of this genre, I am not impressed.