This romance sounded promising. Two Wall Street types, one who's chucked it all for a life on Barbados, another who's thinking of it. They have fears, of course, and there's a nice subplot involving an estranged younger sister. I liked that the characters were 40 (her) and 31 (him), so slightly older than the norm.
But this is a phone-in by a good writer. The female lead, Catherine, is supposedly a type A workaholic, but she's afraid of her own shadow. So many times she flails, and bemoans how OLD she is, and how worthless. On at least 3 occasions, people try to do nice things for her, and she says, "You don't have to do that." Ugh.
The man, Anders, supposedly gave up his Wall Street life and is now wealthy and living the life in paradise, but given that he (1) worked on Wall Street, and then (2) got cancer and couldn't work there, and (3) has now lived on Barbados a few years, the timeline isn't right. There was no real info about him hitting it big right off the bat, so how?
And there are weak spots in the writing. For example, C cooks him dinner at his house, and there's a lot of detail about making pesto, and then in the next second, they're outside by the pool, after I assumed they've had a romantic dinner, but you just don't know. Is she taking a break from cooking? And the FIRST THING she says to him, when he approaches her poolside, gazing at her with lust and love, is to ask if he wants her to leave! Why would he? Nonsensical and weak.
The worst part is the fake tension. All they needed to do, these titans of American business, is open their mouths and talk to each other. But if they did, the story would be over.
This author can do much better.