Sabin Strong lives up to her name. Actually, if her last name was “Formidable” it would be equally appropriate! She is a Personal Security Expert (translation: bodyguard), and the body she’s guarding belongs to delicious Montgomery Claiborne, owner of a Secure Storage Facility. It seems that ‘someone’ has been arranging for a series of “accidents” to happen to Montgomery, and it’s looking very much like that ‘someone’ wants him out of the way – permanently.
This may sound like a plot from a movie-of-the-week, and in some respects it is. But in this novel, the plot takes a second place to the relationship between Sabin and her client. Actually, hunky and intelligent though Montgomery is, even he takes second place to Sabin herself. This is one kick-ass heroine!! Literally!!! She’s nearly six foot of martial-arts trained, Harley-riding womanhood, and she’s intimidated by nothing and no one. She will walk into a dangerous situation confident in her own ability to deal with the problem, and focuses without distraction on her abilities.
Unfortunately for Sabin, the time she has spent developing these amazing physical skills has been time spent far away from the issues of control and inter-personal relationships, and that’s where Montgomery comes in! Their initial reaction to each other is almost inflammatory – they can find no common ground and in spite of a definite tingle around the lust button, they can’t stand each other!! Needless to say, things change! And it’s watching that change take place that really provides the satisfaction in this novel.
Fortunately, Montgomery is a strong character and he can stand up for himself next to someone as dominating as Sabin. In fact, he’s so strong that he can survive being naked, being hard enough to punch holes in drywall, and being kicked out of her bed two seconds prior to attaining sexual nirvana. Now THAT’s control!
While I did enjoy this book I have to make two comments. Firstly, if a writer is going to refer to classic detectives, she (or her editor) should be able to spell their names correctly. Hercule Poirot is NOT spelled Peroit, as it is here – not once, but THREE times!! Secondly, the bedroom scenes feature terminology that could use a little work – mammaries are glands in my book, and I’m not sure that “sopping center” accurately reflects the passion of the moment (it sounds more like a mall)! Small criticisms, admittedly, but worth mentioning.
All things considered, this is an enjoyable read, but may not make it as far as my keeper shelf – however, I have friends who would also enjoy Sabin’s character, and would not hesitate to pass this on with a recommendation to read!