Just front to back UGH.
It's tough being in love with your best friend when he doesn't have a clue. Reese Singh hasn't dated anyone since she met her roommate Heath Andrews, but once her film school professor Jake Cavanaugh makes a play, Reese is all in. Naturally, Heath begins to finally see what's been right in front of him and decides to throw his hat in for Reese's affections as well. Reese can't decide who she wants, and with both of the men's crazy ex's on the loose, shit's about to get real, real fast.
I'm usually up for at least TRYING anything when it comes to books, but there's a few things that are on my "not a fan of..." list. Unfortunate grammar/spelling/usage/tense/structure/POV (all the stuff you learn in middle school English class), likewise, poor to no editing (come ON), YA/NA romance with graphic sex scenes (just yuck), cheating (who wants OM/OW storylines in their ROMANCE) and terrible dialogue/monologue. Unfortunately, IN THE SPUR OF HEATH had all this and more. POV's changed frequently yet still weirdly came from Reese's perspective (yes, figure that one out), and some of the verbiage just made me want to pull out my hair. Exhibit A, please see the Mensa-esque sentence below:
"Fuck! Fuck! Fuck! Fuckity Fuck Fuck Fuck! What. The. Fuck!!!!! Oh my Fuck, what the fuck! Holy shit balls, man, what the fuck? Yep, those were my thoughts. They were happy thoughts though!"
Those were lots of fuck's given...however, note that only some of them were used as proper, capitalized nouns. Needless to say, I had a super hard time getting through this kind of rubbish. To add insult to injury, Reese (or Trini or Reesie or Pieces) and Heath threw the word cunt around as an insult (I think...it's hard to decide if it's used as a term of affection or not), there were some lovely racial slurs, and every page seemed to have a song name dropped into it. Gaah, there literally wasn't anything I liked about IN THE SPUR OF HEATH and would not recommend this to anyone. Except maybe people I don't like.
Bottom Line: NO.