Posted in: willaful reviews
Tags:Carrie Lofty, ebook only, Historical romance, World War II setting
sensuality rating: steamy
I love the cover and title of this book; it not only establishes the period, but implicitly promises a story that strives for authenticity and sincerity. A promise that was definitely fulfilled.
The time, of course, is during World War II, some months before the Invasion of Normandy. Lulu is a British pilot with the Air Transport Auxiliary — hating the war, but relishing the opportunities it’s given her to move out of the traditional women’s sphere. Doing her part as a morale booster, she also dances with, flirts with, and occasionally shares kisses with soldiers — but only for one night apiece. After a painful loss, she doesn’t dare risk more with men who could die at any time.
But Joe, a medic who was the first person on the scene when Lulu had a crash landing, tempts her to break her rule:
Never had she imagined seeing him again. His face was unforgettable, like the lyrics to a favorite song. He’d been a beckoning pinpoint of light when her body had liquified and her senses turned traitor.
But more than his surprising calm, then and now, he was undeniably handsome. Hard, tall, simple, guileless — how did one describe an American man? Light brown hair cut close to his skull accentuated the cords of muscle along his neck and the blunt squareness of his jaw. He had substance, solid and strong. Lulu imagined digging her fingers into his wide shoulders and thick biceps until he flinched… if he even would.
Forget Dawson. She wasn’t thirsty anyway.
She was hungry. (more…)