“She has two words for love. “Make me.” Then love changes the rules…
As far as hairstylist Celia Occam is concerned, she’s struck out at marriage twice, and there will be no “third time’s a charm”. So what if one salon employee and the town gossip seem dead set on fixing her up with Prince Charming. She’s nobody’s princess.
She’s all for scratching the occasional itch with the right man, but flirtatious firefighter Mason Delacroix is all wrong. Besides, with three broken engagements on his romantic rap sheet, even a one-night mattress mambo sounds like a bad idea.
From the first moment Mason encounters Celia’s emotional barriers, he’s determined to turn up the heat as high as it takes to melt the ice. If the whole town wants to back him up by playing Cupid, he’s on board. Track record be damned. He wants Celia, and he’s ready for permanent.
When her self-appointed guardian angels conspire to lock them in the basement, their long-denied chemistry explodes. She finds herself relishing every moment—though her subconscious is already on the run.
Funny thing, though. Every time she zigs, Mason’s already zagged. Making her wonder if this time it’s for real, or if Cupid is just up to its old tricks.”
Dear Ms. Jordan,
Sometimes the strangest things in a blurb will make me decide to read a book. In this case it’s the fact that the heroine Celia has been divorced two times. That Mason has had three broken engagements didn’t hurt either. So okay, I’m weird like that but it’s rare that I recall a heroine who’s already been down the aisle twice. I also wanted to see how you’d pull off a HEA between two gun shy people.
Only Mason isn’t gun shy. In fact, he’s the driving force behind the romance and has been after Celia for a year which makes the shorter length of this story still fine for me. It’s Celia who’s as skittish as a newbie in a maximum security lockdown. Yeah, she thinks Mason is hotter than hell but she’s content to look but not touch. The whole town seems bent on fixing them up, including Tori who for an older lady is really pushing the sexing and Jerry the almost insultingly super gay hairstylist, but it’s not until they get locked up with a fishbowl full of condoms that anything happens. And then they enjoy lots and lots of sex.
Since Mason & Celia have lusted for a year, the quick hook up – though done safely with protection – once they’re locked in the basement is fine. Mason thought he’d do the “sex her up once and get her out of my system” thing. I hate that. But, as usual, it doesn’t work! of course. Because they have lots and lots of sex.
So Mason is the one who wants together forevah while Celia is scared due to two past failed marriages. It’s a nice change to see the man be the chaser. And boy does he chase. Only the fact that he feeds Celia, fixes a hair dryer in her salon and unclogs a drain keeps him from heading towards stalker with privileges territory. Of course then there’s the great sex. Lots and lots of sex.
The story sorta drifts into well charted territory. Celia is so scared of marriage and commitment because – boo hoo – everyone’s always left her from her father to mother to her aunt to both husbands. Celia realizes she loves Mason but thinks things would never work out because – see above – so she won’t admit her love. He deserves better. He deserves forevah. And lots and lots of sex.
Tori and Jerry descend to depths to get them together for lots and lots of sex. I hope they didn’t set fire that hurt Mason. But whoa! it’s a change that for a whole month after Mason was hurt there’s no lots and lots of sex. No sex at all. Mason’s studly status is in danger here since all romance heroes are supposed to be able to still perform lots and lots of sex regardless of gross bodily injuries.
Anywho, Celia admits her love, Mason cleverly gets around her hang ups by proposing permanent friends with lots and lots of sex privileges forevah which Celia agrees to.
Tori and Jerry still annoy me but now they can fly off somewhere else and annoy other people while Celia and Mason get down to lots and lots of sex. B-