Gabrielle Breedlove is a New Age woman. She creates her own line of natural products featuring aromatherapeutic fragrance oils, believes in the spirit of nature, sees auras, and has a mother who is convinced she is psychic. She also has very long legs, flame red hair and a body that won’t quit.
None of the above should influence Detective Joe Shanahan, who has been assigned to Gabrielle – her partner in her small store is under suspicion of art theft. Detective Shanahan, lapsed Catholic, is about as down to earth as a guy can get – happiness is beer and a football game and a parrot that spouts some of the more colorful sayings from the Jerry Springer show. Does he have anything in common with Gabrielle? Not a thing. Are they perfect for each other? You bet!
The more Rachel Gibson books I read, the more I fall in love with her heroes, her stories and her writing style. Humor always makes for a wonderful reading experience – I’d rather laugh my head off over a book than sob through a box of tissues any day. This wonderful novel is right up my alley. From their first encounter when Gabrielle brings Joe down, thinking he’s a stalker, (she sprays him with hair spray), to their incredible lovemaking, these two characters are a joy to be around. Joe is normal, Gabrielle ethereal. Joe eats pizza, Gabrielle is trying to be a vegan (and failing). Joe has a large Italian family who painstakingly praise him to any woman in his vicinity. Gabrielle has a mother who scares the dickens out of most men in her vicinity.
I was totally enraptured by this story and these characters – I laughed with them and felt for them as plans went awry and egos intruded. I cheered them towards their well-deserved happy ending, and I encourage you to read this and other books by Rachel Gibson. It’s worth it for the smile she’ll leave on your face.