Taylor wants a baby, not a relationship. And sexy, intelligent Dominic seems like a man with perfect genes. Turns out, Dominic has perfect everything. Their "procreation vacation" is a whirlwind of sensual ecstasy. But when it's over, will either of them be able to say goodbye?
Brenda Jackson is a USA Today and New York Times best-selling author.
©2009 Brenda Jackson; (P)2009 Audible, Inc.
bookworm
"IT WAS MORE MEDIOCRE THAN MAGICAL"
I don't know what let the book down more the story or the narrator. Dominic and Taylor's attempts to get her pregnant went on and on and on - don't get me wrong I'm no prude and I like hot and heavy in my listens - but whilst there was plenty of sex there was no real passion. They became more as a mechanical act rather than an erotic one and they seemed to be written to fill the pages in rather than as a spicey accompanyment to a good plot.
I usually like B.Jackson's books but this seemed to lack mentioning or describing other things like the Island, the hotel or even the yaught that enables us listeners to visualise the scenes - they landed, went straight to the hotel, had lots of sex (per hour), rented a boat, more sex, back to room, more sex, flew home, more sex, fell out, no sex, made up, plenty of sex for the rest of their lives and all narrated without feeling.
Worth a credit? It had it's few good paragraphs but, for me, it was not credit worthy - so that would be a NO.
avid reader
"Very Explicit!"
This was actually a very cute story that could have been so much better if the author hadn't spent so much time droning on and on over every romantic encounter between the two lead characters. It would have been nice to see their feelings progress throughout her pregnancy, and to even find out more about the baby's birth. But to have so much of their sex life described in agonizing, graphic detail became too much. I love a hot, sexy romance, but this just got to the point where it was like "Enough! Can we please just find out what happens next in the story?"
"Closer to erotica than romance"
This book is closer to erotica than romance, but if you are okay with that, then you'll love this book. It is well-written and well-narrated, with likable characters and a fast moving plot -- the plot being, of course, sex sex sex.
"Good romance"
This is a good romance story where both of the main characters seems to think they know what they do and do not want. Believing that they are the masters of their own hearts until nature takes control and shows them something's in life can't be controlled .
book diva
"i didnt know it was like this"
um i dont know it was a lot of sex lol
it was more out there
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"Awesome Read!!!"
The story as well as the narrator.
Because I'm still reading it, I'll have to say when they went sailing.
When the made love on the boat...OMG!!!!
This book is too erotic to NOT have an extreme reaction. Sexy, Powerful and Potent!
So, glad I bought this book. Even though Brenda Jackson is my favorite author I almost passed it up.
"Steaminess at it's finest"
This is my second time through. I loved the story and the movement and momentum were excellent.
When she visits the grandfather.
the part when they first arrive on the island.
When she visits the grandfather.
"I liked it!!"
There seems to be a lot of negative reviews, but I liked the book. Granted the book is senual, but lets face it, if you read BJ that is what you are looking for. I am very critical of audiobooks and its narrators, but I found the book and narrator really good.
"Annoying ignorance"
The book was OK, but what really annoys me is when authors don't understand biology. Their supposedly brilliant characters think that the father's heritage can cause twins! This guy is so "potent" the heroine thinks "I won't be surprised if I get twins!" And this silliness is repeated at the end, where the family is speculating about another multiple pregnancy--no twins in the mother's family, so it must be from the father. Come on!!! These are brilliant business people, guys! I know I'm expecting too much, but I've seen this time and again. It's a pet peeve, I guess.