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A review by ncrabb
Not Even for Love by Sandra Brown
2.0
This was basically a quick flash-and-trash read. The tropes are many, the plot is predictable, and the main character is somewhat more submissive in some ways than you would think possible with a Sandra Brown book. But you have to recall it’s one of her earlier works.
Jordan Hadlock runs a newsstand in Switzerland that caters to American tourists. She has come to the land of cheese and chocolate after her chalk and cheese romance fell apart in the states. She has been at the job three years and loves the country.
Reeves Grant is a photographer who has come to Switzerland to craft a photo essay on a famous industrialist who lives there. It’s a stormy night as the book opens, (what did I warn you about tropes), and Grant is wet and without shelter for a variety of reasons. He has very little more than his camera case, and he finds his way to Jordan’s door. Understandably reluctant to take him in, she does nonetheless, and it’s soon sparks and tangled sheets, etc.
There’s just a tiny hitch, as is true of all these romances, and that is that Jordan had been seeing the wealthy industrialist about whom Reeves Grant will do his photo essay. While she has never agreed officially to marry him, he presses forward with plans to marry her, and Grant is naturally miffed about that, since he had only hours earlier enjoyed a few minutes in which he was too distracted by Jordan to figure out what the thread count was in her sheets.
I’ve been unnecessarily snarky here. Romances have become somewhat more sophisticated since the early ‘80s when this one saw print, but it was something I could get through quickly during a commute to and from work, so I read it. If you’re not into sexual descriptions in your books or if you simply don’t have the energy to tap your audiobook player’s forward button a few times to blow through the descriptions that are here, you can leave this unread without regret.
Jordan Hadlock runs a newsstand in Switzerland that caters to American tourists. She has come to the land of cheese and chocolate after her chalk and cheese romance fell apart in the states. She has been at the job three years and loves the country.
Reeves Grant is a photographer who has come to Switzerland to craft a photo essay on a famous industrialist who lives there. It’s a stormy night as the book opens, (what did I warn you about tropes), and Grant is wet and without shelter for a variety of reasons. He has very little more than his camera case, and he finds his way to Jordan’s door. Understandably reluctant to take him in, she does nonetheless, and it’s soon sparks and tangled sheets, etc.
There’s just a tiny hitch, as is true of all these romances, and that is that Jordan had been seeing the wealthy industrialist about whom Reeves Grant will do his photo essay. While she has never agreed officially to marry him, he presses forward with plans to marry her, and Grant is naturally miffed about that, since he had only hours earlier enjoyed a few minutes in which he was too distracted by Jordan to figure out what the thread count was in her sheets.
I’ve been unnecessarily snarky here. Romances have become somewhat more sophisticated since the early ‘80s when this one saw print, but it was something I could get through quickly during a commute to and from work, so I read it. If you’re not into sexual descriptions in your books or if you simply don’t have the energy to tap your audiobook player’s forward button a few times to blow through the descriptions that are here, you can leave this unread without regret.