I really think this book would have been a better novella. And though I really liked Lacey and Hunter: their chemistry, the growth and blossoming of their relationship, and their ability to continue lives of their own and not be solely engrossed in each other (meaning, not codependent like most other romance novels), the story felt shallow. It was as if you put on your bathing suit on a hot day and the pool was only 1 ft deep. I wish Anne Calhoun went deeper with their back stories (especially Hunter's) instead of focusing so much on their steamy sex scenes. This book is 90% sex, 10% story...which is unfortunate since the potential was there.As is, it's a fun, entertaining read. But nothing overly memorable IMHO.
