Wednesday, August 7, 2013

Two of a Kind by Susan Mallery

Two of a Kind (Fool's Gold, #11)

Hotness Level-Blaze
Kink Level-No Kink
Series-Fool's Gold #11
Reviewed by Kay
384 pages

Gideon Boylan was a sniper in the armed forces and a P.O.W., which has left him scarred. He has settled in the town of Fool's Gold to try and find some peace. He bought the town's radio station and even does the nighttime DJ job. He likes his privacy and doesn't want to get too involved with anything. The he learns his one night stand from the past is here in his new hometown.

Felicia Swift is smart, scary smart. She was a logistics master with the Special Forces. She still works with four of them and is helping their new business in the town of Fool's Gold  get off the ground. She has never had a family but wants one desperately. But to get that, you have to out your heart on the line and rejection is scary.

I wanted this to be so much better than it was. It was okay and I didn't hate it but I certainly didn't love it either. I mean it had everything I would normally love: a scarred hero and heroine, a secret baby and this town I love to read about. It never came together for me. Besides, the town has already had a secret baby story and I thought that was cheap. I'll continue because of my love for this series but this was not as good as it usually is.


  1. Two secret babies in one town? That does seem pretty unlikely! -Anne

  2. I don't know. 2 secret babies in one town may seem a little unlikely, but I'm up for it. I know it's not Anne's thing, but I feel like a secret baby can make almost any romance better. Heroine a little too annoying? Secret baby. Hero a little too much of an ass? Secret baby. Looking for a plot for the next book in a series that's gone on forever? Secret baby. See, it works for everything!

    Ooh. Someone should write a whole series of secret babies. A whole town where all the secret babies go. And kind of like getting invited to the Jerry Springer show, when someone calls from Secretbabyville, you just know it's not for anything good. Or maybe that's just me being up too late last night.