She met the Golden Boy during a cold rain and was immediately captivated by his beauty and charm. Little did she know that he would be Mr. Jones, her college professor. Oh, how the freshman blushed with embarrassment. Still, her infatuation lingers on for the young 25-year old psychology teacher.
Throughout the semester, Finley continues to run into Mr. Jones, catching his eye with shy, fumbling retreats. She is basically the epitome of the quiet, studious college student, which would relate to many readers.
Strange how it all turns totally Mission Impossible. It was unexpected and just seemed a little offsetting for me. Suddenly, it’s just the two of them, stranded and on the run. Alone, in a cold cabin out in the middle of nowhere—of course, they would get closer. I mean, the two were sharing body heat.
Well-written for the most part, this is a story of a sensual infatuation in the midst of treacherous survival. But for a naïve introvert like Finley, this was all a shocking surprise that only kept on getting worse. It seems Mr. Jones wasn’t what he claimed to be. All of a sudden, the reader is thrust into politics, terrorist groups, and conspiracy theories. What? I liked how this book started, but then about half-way through, it was kind of losing me with its mysterious complexities, the story deviating from the two main characters and going from one harrowing situation to another. Even though it was a fast read, it was still a lot to take in.
I understood the author was going for this political/psychological thriller romance, which might suit some readers, but I just feel that I would’ve enjoyed it better if it was a tad more simplified.
My rating: 3 stars