Who’s that girl?
Greg Chalmers knows when someone is lying. That’s how he ends up helping the police with an unusual case. A woman is found covered in blood, claiming she has no memory. Is she lying? He doesn’t think so. But for the first time, his attraction to her could be clouding his judgment!
Despite his intentions to stay aloof, he can’t resist helping Eliza Dunning…especially when she becomes the prime suspect in a murder investigation. As they work together to uncover the details of her life, Greg finds himself in deep. And it’s even more important to prove her innocence…
Okay, first thing’s first. I nearly DNF’d this book for the most stupid reason, and here it is:
Ten percent of the way in, the heroine – who is acting all superior about her cooking skills and apparently is connected to an Italian family – requests a spoon to eat her spaghetti with, thus impressing the men with her superior cultural knowledge.
Uh… Alleged food snob: you realise that is practically a criminal offence in Italy, the country spaghetti comes from?! That’s like going to a sushi restaurant and asking for a knife and fork!
Once I finished my tantrum, I realised there’s a lot to like about this book. Amnesia has become a big ol’ romance novel joke, but there’re a handful of authors who can pull it off, and I think Stephanie Doyle is one of them. The research was a huge help – if you’re not going to research amnesia extensively, then you shouldn’t write about it (I’m looking at you, certain NYT bestselling romantic suspense author).
I’m loving that Harlequin’s Superromance line has so much variety, and it’s becoming even more interesting. You never know quite what you’re going to get, and that’s why I continue to track down so many of these books.
Strangely, this is one Super author I’ve never read before (shame on me!), but I’ll be changing that. Remembering That Night was an entertaining, highly readable book with characters who seemed realistic even in crazy circumstances.
Review copy provided by NetGalley.