Dec 16 2006
Dear Ms. Anderson:
This story had real promise and I really loved the premise. Kat McKinley, a pathologist for the DC serial killer division and Phillip Paxton, psychologist and profiler have been friends and partners for years. Kat has serious sexual dysfunction problems. She suffers a dream every night that brings her to the heights of arousal but not completion. Because of a humiliating childhood experience, Kat cannot give herself release and so she is on the brink. She is emotionally and physically worn out. Worse is that the star of her erotic dreams is her partner Phillip. what she doesn’t know is that Phillip would do anything to be her partner in every sense of the word.
Kat and Phillip are lent to a local team in Biloxi. Department policy says that they must drive. It’s a two day road trip there both ways and Kat is worried that if she falls asleep in the car, she will have her dream again and her dirty little secret will be revealed to Phillip.
So the setup is good. I have some doubts about the technical details but it sounds believable so I am in until about 1/3 of the way in when the story turns from an interesting look at sexual dysfunction in an erotic romance to Hot Fleshy Thighs . [Random Crusie reference here]. There is no actual suspense in the book as the trip to Biloxi and the police work are merely backdrops. It reminded me of a play where they roll in different set pieces to depict a new background. You could have rolled in any number of places or occupations and the story would have been the same.
Then there was the interrogation scene where the criminal was confessing to a crime and Kat was having a sexual fantasy. It was weird and kind of gross for me.
For some reason, spanking played a prominent part in Kat getting over her sexual hangup. (both sexual and non sexual). The sex scenes were written without the deft touch of your previous novel, Dangerous Cravings. Instead, there was dialogue like this:
“Deep … God, Phillip … you're in me so deep!” . . .
“I'll show you deep, Katie,” he growled
and another classic
“Give it to me hard!” I cried. . . He roared, there was no other word for it. . .
The alternating first person also didn’t work very well for me. I didn’t find the two voices distinct. The coup de grace was a very stupid Big Misunderstanding. This one is a pass for me. I won’t be buying another Anderson book until I can get this one out of my head. D.