Years after suffering a significant loss, Jay remains guarded. The pain of getting hurt still haunts her. She holds a secret so great, it eats away at her happiness. She wants to tell Brayden all about what they both lost. But, all she remembers is the loneliness she felt and, the heartbreak she suffered.
Working closely with Brayden, she knows he’s the one person who can save her from the hellish crimes she’s about to witness.
But Jay isn’t the only one who’s keeping secrets.
Dangerous Love is the first book of Liz Lovelock’s that I have read. The story revolves around Jaymie, or Jay, who had survived the most heartbreaking sadness in life, the loss of a child. There are parts of the book that very poignant, such as when Jay discusses the loss of her baby, her lack of family, and the man that left her.
Having worked her way through the sorrow, she is now a police officer. Jay puts herself in a life threatening situation that leads to a undercover job with narcotics and her new partner, Brayden.
Brayden, the man that loved her and left her pregnant. As they work towards the answer to the case they are working on, they also work towards unraveling their feelings towards each other.
I enjoyed the story line and the characters, and Ms. Lovelock’s writing style is nice. This is a quick and easy read. This book had romance, humor, and suspense with unexpected twists thrown in.
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Despite the heartbreak he caused me, the feelings I had for him have never completely disappeared. Reduced, definitely, but they’re still there. A first love leaves a special imprint on one’s heart. There was so much good with us, but also so much bad, and Brayden left me with a view that love will always be tainted. The L word is now a dirty word and something I’m incapable of. Serious relationships are non-existent in my life. He made sure he destroyed them for me, just like he shattered my happiness.
Relaxing into my pillows and releasing a breath, I try to calm my racing heart. Closing my eyes, I silently hope and pray that I will sleep better for the rest of the night. As I begin to settle in, a strange sensation prickles over my already clammy skin.
Someone’s watching me.
Liz always has a book she is currently enjoying and, a notebook beside her bed for in her hand bag for when inspiration hits at those crazy times. She is a stationary addict and will buy more notebooks and pens then what she needs. Her one click finger likes to go crazy as well.