I wanted to like this book, but at most I found it 'okay'. Take this with a grain of salt, as this is the conclusion of a trilogy for which I haven't read the first two books. My problem wasn't with the plot (though I wasn't overly involved in that either), it was more with the main characters. I didn't like them as much as I could have. It's odd, too, because both of these characters possess traits that usually endear me to people. I liked that Rebecca was smart, stubborn, and capable. I liked that Nick was a badass and a gentleman. But Rebecca's non-expletives were incredibly annoying to me, and Nick's constant bossing her around and refusal to let her help (even when he did, he wasn't happy about it) drove me up the wall. I also rolled my eyes over and over again at his insistence that she couldn't be the woman for him because he wanted a woman just like his mother.

One other thing — I understand that it's a staple of category romances for the main characters to be undeniably, irresistibly attracted to each other. I've read many category romances, so this is not new territory for me. But in this case, it seemed really over the top. They were constantly getting hot for each other in the worst possible situations, and I just kept thinking, "My god. People are dying. You have a gun pointed at your head, literally right this second. Control your boner."

So, overall, I wasn't a fan of this book. I wouldn't read it again, and this book doesn't really leave me with the desire to read the other two in the trilogy. I'm not sure if I should take this as a sign that this author just isn't for me, though. I might give one of her other series a shot, or maybe a standalone. We'll see.