From the moment Slade Carruthers lays eyes on the beautiful Clea Chardin, he has to have her. But Clea has a reputation, and Slade doesn't share his women. If Clea wants him, she'll come on his terms.
Clea isn't a loose woman, as everyone believes, but the label helps to protect herself from heartbreak. Now she's about to meet her match.
So begins a jet-set seduction that takes Clea and Slade around the globe and ultimately to bed....
Jill MacLean was born on 1941 in England, UK. In 1950, her family moved to Nova Scotia, Canada.
After receiving her Bachelor of Science with honours from Dalhousie University, she married. She worked at the Fisheries Research Board until her daughter was born. Following the birth of her son, she was employed by the pathology laboratory of Sydney City Hospital and the biology department of Mount Allison University. More recently, she completed a Masters in Theological Studies at the Atlantic School of Theology; her thesis juxtaposed Hebrew concepts of chaos in the book of Job with modern chaos theory. When her husband joined the Armed Forces as a chaplain, she had to stop working. They moved three times in the first 18 months, the last move was to Prince Edward Island. By then her children were in school; she couldn't get a job; and at the local bridge club, she kept forgetting not to trump her partner's ace.
However, she had always loved to read, fascinated by the lure of being drawn into the other world of the story. So one day she bought a dozen Harlequin novels, read and analyzed them, then sat down and wrote one. Her first book, To Trust My Love, typed with four fingers, was published in 1974 as Sandra Field (she believes she's curiously the first Canadian to write for Harlequin). During the four years she lived in Prince Edward Island, she researched an 18th century French settlement located near present-day Brudenell, resulting in a historical book, Jean Pierre Roma, published in 1977 under her real name. She also started to write in collaboration with other Martimer writer under the pseudonym Jan MacLean. She also used to singed her novels the pseudonym of Jocelyn Haley. Her pseudonyms was an attempt to prevent the congregation from finding out what the chaplain's wife was up to in her spare time.
Before she turned 40, her life was changed, she had lost three of the most important women in her life: her mother and sister to illness, and her seventeen-year-old daughter to a car accident, and she separated from her husband in 1976. One of the lasting legacies of the grief caused by these losses has been the idea that it is impossible and undesirable to live every waking moment in the knowledge that loss can strike at any time.
She's been very fortunate for years to be able to combine a love of travel (particularly to the north - she doesn't do heat well) with her writing, by describing settings that most people will probably never visit. And there's always the challenge of making the heroine's long underwear sound romantic. Her novels has been translated into Spanish, French, Portuguese, German, Italian, Greek, Dutch, Swedish, Yugoslavian, Japanese... and sold in more than 90 countries. Her first collection of poetry, The Brevity of Red, was published in 2003. When her nine-years-old grandson, Stuart, asked him a book for him, she wrote her first Children's book and decided continued writing this type of books.
Jill now lives in Bedford, Nova Scotia, and she's lived most of her life in the Maritimes of Canada, within reach of the sea. Kayaking and canoeing, hiking and gardening, listening to music and reading are all sources of great pleasure. But best of all are good friends, some going back to high-school days, and her family. In Newfoundland, she has a beautiful daughter-in-law and the two most delightful, handsome, and intelligent grandchildren in the world (of course!).
Woah there, Slade Carruthers had some smooth moves! You get what I mean if you read the first chapter of this book. Hahaha! The guys gave the giggles, was what. I loved how Clea was a strong female character wasn't afraid of what other people thought of her while continuing to be good at her career. Their affair started out be just that, an affair, but it quickly became more than what they had expected.
I was prepared for an ordinary, run-of-the-mill romance but found opposite to it instead. But seriously, what does a girl have to do to get an epilogue? Ugh.
Kız karakterin özgürüm ben,özgürlüğüme kimse karışamaz,istediğim zaman istediğim kişi ve sayıda erkekle çıkarım imajına rağmen son derece masum olmasına rağmen kızın erkek karaktere kendini gözterildiği gibi yansıtması sinir bozucuydu.Zaten kitap ikilinin bir tarih ve mekan belirleyip orada buluşmalarıyla geçti.Hayır adam kıza aşık oldu ama kızı ikna edemedi bir türlü.Sebepte babasının çapkın olması... Böyle aptal kız karakterler yazarak resmen zekamıza hakaret ediyorsunuz ama sevgili yazarlar...
The word commitment is not in Clea Chardin's vocabulary. Her mother marries a new man ever couple years and her father keeps getting younger and younger girlfriends...not a very stable or positive example. The minute Slade Carruthers lays eyes on Clea he knows he must get to know her. However, her tales of having a new man in every city isn't going to fly with him. Thus, the start of the chase for Clea's heart. But the more they meet the more Slade comes to understand why she's the way she is and maybe she's exagerated on some of her tales.
The jet-setting actually got pretty tiresome, mostly because it seemed so pointless and lacked any joy. Her past also seemed super cartoonishly terrible and the way she deals with it isn’t particularly convincing, or incites much sympathy.
But the mystery of why she plays hard to get is drawn out well in the beginning, all the way until the moment it’s dramatically revealed why she does. It’s kind of refreshing to see the tables turned for once, in having the guy desperate to have his interest and commitment returned. His falling instantly in lust with her and then becoming progressively more and more irritated, outraged, and smitten is very amusing. His parents are lovely, too. I just wish we’d cut out a few locations and her past/present were dealt with better.