by Cindi Myers
Rating: 4 of 5 starsMy Review:
Laura went to Vegas to celebrate her sister's bachlorette party, but it's also her birthday. It seems that no one even remembers that she has a reason to celebrate too, so she ends up wandering the strip on her own and feeling a little loopy since one of the other bridesmaids slipped her something with her drink. That's when she meets David, who pulls her in to a wedding chapel and asks her to do him a favor and marry him. You see, he's FBI, tracking someone in the mob and some goons are getting too close, so he needs a plausible excuse for being in Vegas.
The whole night of the wedding is pretty blurry for Laura, but the next morning she decides to stick around and help David out. She's used to helping and taking care of people and she likes feeling worthwhile.
I loved watching Laura come out of her shell. It feels like it was always there inside of her but David was able to give her the courage to actually be someone instead of just watching life pass her by.
David was a nice hero. He was protective and treated Laura really well. He didn't seem all that great at his job; we never see him getting much done, but there sure is a lot of running around and lots of zig-zagging to try and keep the bad guys off their trail.
Laura was pretty quick on her feet and came up with some nice distraction techniques. I enjoyed some of her musings like: “Not that standing in the middle of the floor naked was going to help matters, but hiding under the covers didn't seem the appropriate response to a crisis.”
And as some of the guys start their macho, alpha dog routine, “Where was a water hose when she needed one?”
I found the phrase “we need to talk” a bit overused. Nothing like making everything into freakout proportions. Our lives are in danger and we just can't discuss relationship stuff right now, but “we need to talk”.
Overall, a nice book with a fun storyline, but not hugely emotional. It's a good beach read or for an afternoon distraction. Nothing too heavy, but also nothing too gripping.
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