Rochell H. (ryeme) reviewed on 9/1/2011 + 22 more book reviews

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This was an OK book, but I was not really thrilled with it. I did not like how it left me with a cliffhanger at the end. It felt rushed near the end. Not that I'm complaining because it was starting to bore me anyway. Some parts of the book just dragged on, for no reason. For me, the last 4 chapters were redundant. They just kept doing the same thing over and over, just in a different location. The book starts off like the heroine was going to have some sort of lover's triangle but that quickly dies out, after that there was just no excitement or spark in the story. Yes, you are told of the couples life-long love, and yes, they are very affectionate with each other, but it's like so what. I could not feel their connection. There did not seem to me to have any conflict to overcome, so there was no build up and therefore no excitement. Usually there is boy meets girl, they find out about each other then have a make or break issue that they have to overcome, which then shows how much they mean to each other and then there's the reunion and everyone lives happily ever after. This was so even keel that it was boring. The one issue the couple had was very early in the story and resolved so quickly that the rest of the story was boring. Yes it had plenty of sex in it, but even that got old and tired by the time the story ended. For me, there just wasn't any sizzle.

The art of seduction....

Chastain Thibodaux is no longer the awkward, naive girl who had her heart smashed to pieces by Philippe Devereaux. Now the successful artist has included three oil paintings of Philippe in her prestigious gallery show---sensuous nudes painted entirely from her memory of their smoldering affaire. But then her subject turns up at her opening night, in the flesh---every hard-muscled, smooth-skinned, delicious inch of him---demanding to know why she's put him on display.

....the portrait of desire

Philippe hasn't been in love with Chastain since she dumped him to study art in Paris. Or so he's been telling himself. Bu this anger over her erotic portraits is mixed with the kind of desire that heats even the coldest New York night. And he vows that by New Year's Eve he'll have the answers to all his questions and have Chastain back where she belongs---in his arms....

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