Chris “Shooter” Sullivan has returned to his home town of Rapid City, South Dakota to pick up the pieces of his life shattered by a roadside bomb in Iraq. He only wants to focus on holding what’s left of his old unit together, running his garage where he builds custom bikes and cars, and pretending that his murdered father’s motorcycle gang doesn’t exist.
Hayley Turner is a young woman with her own traumatic past. Fresh off the bus from Nowhere, USA, all she wants is a job and a place to live, until it’s time for her to leave again. She doesn’t want to make friends, or enemies, least of all the ex-Army Ranger who obviously doesn’t like her. She bristles under his watchful eye. He’s even got her convinced she’s bad news.
But circumstances force two people who don’t need anyone to need each other more and more. The more Chris gets to know Hayley, the harder it is to stay detached. And the more Hayley gets to know Chris, the more she realizes she’s been alone for so long she might never recover from it.
This book has been sitting patiently on my Kindle. I finally decided to do but it has a HUGE personal preference no-no for me. We’ll get to that in a minute though.
Things I loved about the book:
The characters-all of them.
The humor. I belly laughed a lot.
The love story’s slow build. They started as friends, kind of.
The hot sex.
The suspense was amazing.
My HUGE problem, and it was the only thing wrong with the book for me was the main couple’s use of the morning after pill as a form of birth control. Some of the people that follow my reviews may have no problem with that but this is my review and my opinion.
The birth control method was disgusting to me. It was basically an abortion. So using it just because you didn’t want to use condoms? Are you fucking kidding me? I’m not trying to start an abortion debate, Truly. My problem was the selfish, lazy and irresponsible use of it as birth control. It lowered the rating of what should’ve been a five star read for me. I’ll continue with the series but any more of that shit and I’m out.