My rating: 5 of 5 stars
If escapism is what you’re looking for, this book is it. You know you’re going to get a satisfying ending. You also know from the quality of the writing you’re going on a tantalising adventure before you reach your destination. We open with Janey Sinclair, a columnist for Hot Scot magazine. The author sets the scene fabulously: straightway we have who Janey is, where she’s going, what she wants – or possibly doesn’t. We, the reader, know absolutely, that good looking, apparently caring, (nicely done, Janice Horton) Mark isn’t it. We’re soon whisked off to the Caribbean, where Mark proposes. What? So, what’s not to like? Quite a lot, actually. Mark’s romantic gesture lacks spontaneity. It’s all carefully planned, right down to the last repetitive detail. The man is a control freak. Janey doesn’t plan to run, but run she does: off to meet a photoshoot deadline for her mag on a neighbouring island.
Meeting her travel companion, arrogant, unkempt, good-looking boat-owner, Travis, we’re not surprised she doesn’t make the deadline. Here he is, our gorgeously flawed hero – and there’s lots not to like, but we love him. Marooned on an island with the most seemingly obnoxious, full of himself, incompetent captain ever (even his boat’s unkempt for goodness sake!), the two must learn to get along if they’re to survive an unforgiving climate and marauding pirates. This is a story of self-discovery, a love against all odds kind of story – and I absolutely adored it. You’re simply there: heading for the idyllic white sandy beach, dining on venomous Lionfish, fighting back tears of humiliation and frustration, ditto the lush tropical foliage. With sparks flying, danger and delicious twists and turns along the way, this story is perfect escapism. Bliss in a book.