Another harlequin that embraces the cliches and tired old formulas and indulges in unrealistic chemistry that may as well shock the couple to death with lightning strikes of love. The protagonist may have a chip on her shoulder, but that doesn't compare to the absolute boulder on the hero's shoulders. The ending 'misunderstanding' was unbelievable and could have easily been cleared up. Their immediate chemistry can only be explained by lust attraction. The buildup wasn't worth the wait, at all, in that department. The hero was likeable enough with his moodiness but nothing special. At least the author didn't keep painting pictures of the heroines beauty every chapter. ( )