I don't usually review anything that comes under the Mills & Boon banner, but I feel particularly bound by this one. Now, I know that every storyI don't usually review anything that comes under the Mills & Boon banner, but I feel particularly bound by this one. Now, I know that every story published by harlequin follows a set structure - I don't dislike this about Mills and Boon. In fact, I enjoy the predictability of their stories. It's easy reading, you don't have to engage your braincells, and it lets you relax. I read these books 'cause I enjoy that, and they're just so reliable - you know what you're getting when you pick one up.
This story, however, really let me down.
As part of the Montana Mavericks series (particularly as I read The Law Is No Lady first, and it was fantastic - now there's real tension), even, it let me down. The author had everything set up for her - the characters, the setting, the plot even. All she really had to do was write the romance in.
And alas, the reason Mills and Boon exists, the romace, was the biggest fault of this book.
Our lovers spent too much time thinking, pining, and generally being annoying, for it to be good romance. The reason they weren't together? It wasn't their history, as the author expected you to believe, but because they were freaking idiots. Who didn't know how to talk. That was pretty much it, they didn't know how to talk. They got together - and they were thinking, 'omg this is it this is forever' and then - oh, I don't know how to speak properly without insulting you, so let's make this the big problem that tears us apart. Not talking. Jeez.
Then the author has the audacity to place things in her story that have no follow up (the watch, anyone?).