Right of the bat Ms Jerott admits in the flyer to this novel, that she came to writing later than most authors, after having earned a degree in archaeology. I can't help feeling that maybe she should have stuck to her original calling.
Our heroine, the beautiful and outspoken Lili Kavanaugh, is a shoe designer and university lecturer and when someone tries to Kidnap her her family hires bodyguard Matt Hawkins to keep her safe. Things don't go according to plan however and Matt and Lili soon find themselves running for their lives.
Jerott tries to paint our heroine as an original fly-by-the-seat of her pants kind of gal, but all she really does is create an irritating, spoilt and horribly predictable character, who, although she is a university lecturer, had a sourly lacking vocabulary and behaves, intially like a spoilt and silly simpleton. Is this to remind us of the link between our heroine and the past owner of her valuable shoes, a ganger's girlfriend?
Are we suppose to sympathize that, after the aborted kidnap attempt, she went shopping for a little swimsuit with bodyguards on tow and then went swimming in the local pool? And if she's "not that rich" how can her family afford to hire a whole body of 'personal security agents? Who is she, Chelsea Clinton?
Granted, the sex does sizzle (thus my two stards) but all in all, predictable, with a cardbord cut out hero, boring premise (shoes, like lipsticks may be our private obsession, but who wants to read a novel about it..?) and a shallow and irritating heroine.
Give this one a miss and read any of Karen Robards contemporary novels, Susan Andersen or the queen of romantic suspence, Linda Howard.