A hunger I hadn’t been dogged by in years.” (Loc 339) Made me feel warm and unnerved and restless in a way I didn’t trust at all. “Why was I even so freaked out? 802267 looked no more or less threatening than any of the other men, so it had to be intuition…Except he put me on alert one level deeper than mere fear. She does her best to keep her composure around him at all times, to behave professionally, refusing to let it show, while finding her feet as a prison librarian.
His attention is unnerving and undeniable. At least with the horny jerk-offs, I knew where I stood.” ( Loc 199) His entire head moved as I passed through his domain, but his eyes were languorous. If he was trying to picture me naked, his poker face was strong, though his attention anything but subtle. The only action I might care to get went down between me and my right hand, and even we’d grown estranged.” (Loc 93)īut the day she enters Cousins for the first time, as she walks escorted through the common areas past the racially segragated clusters convicts, stiff and expressionless, she notices him: “The nicest, most upstanding, most handsome man you ever saw probably couldn’t seduce me, so no worries there. Her old boyfriend stole her trust, and most of all, her desire to be close to another man again. “And I probably held some record for having achieved spinsterhood by twenty-seven but I’d rather sport that badge than another bruise. She left her boyfriend and her home state of South Carolina five years earlier after he ruptured her eardrum with a blow to her jaw, after months of creeping abuse. Anne is smart, observant and most of all wary. So when I heard her next book was going to be a prison librarian/convict romance, I shouldn’t have blinked, but I did, especially when I heard it was also an epistolatory romance.Īnne Goodhouse is a newly minted librarian happy for a job even if takes her into the Cousins Correctional facility in Darren, Michigan (a return to the town After Hours was set in) once a week to as the Darren Public Library Outreach librarian. A surly bossy orderly and inexperienced nurse at Mental health-facility in a dying depressing town in Michigan (After Hours), an alcoholic rope-fetishist hermit and an American tourist on a walkabout in the moors of Scotland (Unbound), don’t scream romantic or even feasible to me, yet they are among my favorite romance novels in recent years. Cara McKenna has earned her way into my list of auto-buy authors after consistently taking characters and situations that should turn me off and turning them into magnetic emotional stories worth the time to read.
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