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377 pages, Mass Market Paperback
First published May 1, 2005
Living paycheck to paycheck in Paris, American book translator Chloe Underwood would give anything for some excitement and passion--even a little danger. So when she's offered a lucrative weekend gig translating at a business conference in a remote chateau, she jumps at the chance to shake things up.My first thoughts are, and I'm being honest, I'm not sure I've ever so thoroughly disliked a hero that I am so thoroughly in love with! Nor have I ever before thought to kill the hero and put the bad guy out of his misery, but I did a few times while reading this story! Bastien is an ass! I mean... SUCH an ass. But, Heaven help me, I love him! Chloe is a great heroine - strong, intelligent, passionate, full of life - a perfect match for Bastien's dark, bleak, nature. Without even trying, she shows him what his life is missing, and thankfully he sees it, grabs hold, and doesn't let go. Well... after he'd walked away from her a few times... then he doesn't let go.
Then by chance Chloe discovers her employers are anything but the entrepreneurs they appear, and suddenly she knows far too much. Her clients are illegal arms dealers, and one of them is ordered to kill her. But instead, Bastien Toussaint drags Chloe away, and the next thing she knows she's on the run with the most terrifying and seductive man she's ever met. What were his motives--and would she live long enough to find out?
"It was a performance that even she could see through.»How the fuck did he managed to keep his cover all these years, when even she sees that he’s full of shit.
«Who was he kidding? She’d cut his throat in bed, if he happened to get distracted.»She gave him absolutely no reason to think she is here to kill him. It is explained to the reader, from her pov, that she is not an undercover anything, and that’s why his inner monologues and actions became more and more absurd.
«There were no black ops clothing. Not in the room, at least.
«(…) Her pasport was an excellent fake.»
«(…) There were bunch of picture in her wallet - fakes…»
«After all, Americans tend to be squeamish about sexuality.»
«Too American to enjoy the pleasures of casual sex.»
«Which is probably what we should have been doing, if you weren’t so American.»
«You Americans are all absurdly prudish.»
“He was human, he was warm and strong and ready to kill to keep her safe. What more could a girl want in a man?”
“If this were a different time, a different place, I would take you to bed with me and make love to you for days.”
“And what if you don't come?"
"I will. No matter what happens."
"I’ll come to thee by moonlight, though hell should bar the way,'" she murmured.”