I wanted so badly to like this book. But it was so...ugh. And this is the last Miranda Lee book for me. I'm tired of her awful endings.
The scene where he asked her if she knew he didn't love her, and she said yes, while he was undressing her, and then he asked her if it bothered her, and told her he would stop if it made her uncomfortable, and then she actually said she didn't care, she just wanted him...That's where I started skimming to the end. Which sucked, as usual. All he did was whisper to her that they're get married, and that he loved her, and then that was it. Literally, the paragraph ended right at the end of his tiny little confession, and immediately went to ten months later.
Where does she put emotion in her books? Does she even know how? I thought Rachel deserved better than that.And the last intimate scene of them in the office, was so completely devoid of any appeal and attraction - I mean he was basically using her for a quick lay, and yet she was "crying out in ecstasy." What a great woman, so disrespectful of herself. That wasn't the Rachel from the beginning.
I think this could have been a good story, had it been more developed. Also if a few of those scenes I mentioned had been omitted. It really did just seem like a physical attraction and that totally wiped out the good feeling of the story. Getting to know Justin throughout the story, I didn't think he would have been so unfeeling in those scenes. I felt like those were forced, and he deserved better too.