Review: Let it snow, let it snow, let it snow!
Rating: 5 out of 5
Date: 12 4, 2013
Okay, so. Lexie? Let's talk about Lexie. I love Lexie. I LOVE her.She tries hard. She means well. She has a good heart. Oh, she's just accident-prone, isn't that precious.You ever heard that crap about yourself or someone else? Did it ever get under your collar? Did you ever get pissed that a romance heroine was brushed off as a flake, a ditz, because she meant well but tee-hee just couldn't hack it?WELL SO DOES LEXIE.That right there, the fact that she'd rather be told off for screwing up than patted on the head like a toddler, was what made me love her. The fact that she kept on trying, and refused to settle for "Well at least I meant well" as good enough, made me adore her. That Fletcher recognized this, never patronized her, and loved her for it? Yup, that hit all the happy places in my heart. She's neither a flake nor a ditz, she's driven and passionate, it just doesn't become clear until a little later in at what she's truly talented at (and that she's actually not a total failure at all). She doesn't get down on herself, either -- it just makes her hungrier to succeed, and get what she wants. One of the things she knows she wants is Fletcher.Fletcher is a sweet hero (beta? my jargon's not so great) and the world needs more like him. He's private, he's shy, he's dedicated to what he does, and he is truly a hero -- and specifically isn't doing it for the accolades. He's also gentle, caring and sexy as hell.Throw in a little snow (okay, a whole lot of snow), some snowed-in goodness, and this is enough catnip for me to roll around in.I like Tamara Morgan's books in general, but this one was out of the ballpark for me.