This novella was exactly what I needed in the stressful weeks starting the new year, when I’m massively behind on my work (thanks, ill-timed Christmas illness), still fighting a horrible cough and cold (at this stage, I’m not entirely sure I’m not suffering from a new cold that I caught on the heels of the first one). I have so many mediocre English essays left to grade, with the deadline of the 12th of January (when all the grades for term 1 have to be in) fast approaching. So, of course I’m procrastinating and writing a book review instead.
Pinky Grover was away at grad school when her mum got sick, so she dropped everything and returned home to help out in her family’s Indian restaurant. Now her life is on hold and there is very little to excite her, back in the tiny town where she grew up, feeling her potential waste away. The only bright spot to her days is the frequent visits from Trucker Carrigan, resident bad boy biker. Of course, getting involved with someone who works as an enforcer for a biker gang is entirely out of the question, but he sure is nice to look at, and low-key flirt with.
Trucker Carrigan went away to the army and got recruited into the ATF. Now he’s undercover in a motorcycle gang and counting the days until he finishes his mission to take down the right-wing racist nut-jobs he’s had to spend oh so many months with and pretend to be friends with. His only bright spot is visiting the local Indian restaurant and flirting with the owners’ daughter, the gorgeous Pinky. He knows full well he needs to stay away from her, as he’ll be leaving town as soon as his mission is completed, and a nice girl like her shouldn’t look twice at the sort of guy he’s currently pretending to be. Nevertheless, he can’t help himself, and after a chance meeting at the local Walmart, where they trade nerdy banter, it seems like it was always inevitable they’d end up in the back of his truck.
Full review on my blog.