“My heart is a pod of dolphins beaching themselves on the rocky shore for no apparent reason.” - There was no apparent reason for that sentence. I’ve been warned, but I just can’t resist the blossom and perfume that calls me over.” “He’s the path lined with wildflowers, and I’m Red Riding Hood. “He talks like he’s some blue-face-painted warrior used to commanding legions.” - I can’t even talk about that one. “Brenna’s laugh is the chocolate fudge, whipped cream, and double cherry on top to the sad vanilla boringness of my life.” His eyes, so dark denim blue, feel like they’re soaking up the puddle of all my crazy emotions.” - I suppose denim is pretty absorbent. “My voice whips out and smacks at the lazy night air. for a second Winch does nothing at all, which makes relief and sadness tango cheek to cheek in my heart.” – My feelings must have two left feet. “His voice is a midnight cannonball into a winter-frigid lake, and the chills that rush up and down my spine leave me shaky.” – Can anyone tell me what a midnight cannonball actually is? The writing is laboured to the point of being distracting from the actual story, a problem that might have been fixed or at least curbed with tighter editing. I believe that there’s a time when most writing rules can be broken, or at least bent to a certain degree, but this was not the occasion to disregard that pithy advice to “kill your darlings.” Reinhardt’s darlings are not only alive and kicking, they appear to be multiplying at an alarming rate. It’s not a good sign when I can’t concentrate on a story because all I can think is this: With every single odd stacked against them, Evan and Winch need to find out whether they have what it takes to fall for each other. And Winch realizes that Evan is the one person who's ever challenged him to ask for more out of his life, and her courage inspires him to try to be the person she sees when she looks at him. She needs to meet a nice, responsible guy, not share searing kisses with the charming hustler she met after they both got sentenced in court.īut Winch is so much more than what he seems, and Evan finds out that she's falling hard for the guy everyone underestimates and writes off. Because Winch is one hundred percent complicated, and Evan isn't looking for that. But every step she takes to get to know him gives her more of a reason to back up and put him as far out of life as she possibly can. Until she meets Winchester Youngblood on the site.Įverything about him is tricky, confusing, not at all what it seems, and so sexy, Evan can't resist pulling closer. But the hard labor and humiliation may be her undoing. To top it all off, one teeny, tiny fire she lit to burn some memories of her ex goes a little out of control and winds up igniting a good piece of a very powerful family's pecan orchard.Įvan lands her pampered behind in court and gets sentenced to community service. She's living with her grandparents after her parents bailed on her, she got kicked out of her posh private school, her ex-boyfriend proved to be the biggest sleaze imaginable, her former best friend is a back-stabber, and her current best friend is stuck in backwoods NJ.