This read has been on my shelf since the day it was released. Many’recommenders’ compared it to Fifty Shades of Gray, the book itself claimed a likeness and I definitely wasn’t in the mood for more of that. For this reader’s taste the similarities were minimal because there was so much more to this read. But I regret letting this tantalizing and steamy read languish in TBR land much too long.
High School teacher Sara McMillan takes walking in someone’s shoes to heart as she gets caught up in the erotic journals left in a storage unit a friend bought at auction and gave to Sara on her way out of town. A victim of an abusive past, Sara’s both apprehensive and aroused about the journals. She’s also skeptical of selling such private records of someone’s life, even if she doesn’t know them.
The more Sara reads in the provocative, sensuous and descriptive journals the more she becomes suspicious of Rebecca’s fate. Armed with the journals at hand, Sara begins a mysterious passionate chapter in her own life, complete with her dream of working in a gallery as she slips into Rebecca Mason’s life.
Fabulous, passionate sex scenes have the reader reaching for ice water or partner are not overdone or overused. While tired (as a reader) of the billionaire trope, it fit right alongside the artist. Chemistry with and wonder about the new men in her life seem to make Sara herself more bold and interesting. Mark and Chris both brought treats to the party but I became more anxious for the mystery. This first of a trilogy, gives the reader much to think about including time to mull over that abrupt cliffhanger ending.