Just One of the Guys by Kristan Higgins
Published by Harlequin HQN on August 1, 2008
Genres: Contemporary, Romance
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Being one of the guys isn't all it's cracked up to be...
So when journalist Chastity O'Neill returns to her hometown, she decides it's time to start working on some of those feminine wiles. Two tiny problems: #1--she's five feet eleven inches of rock-solid girl power, and #2--she's cursed with four alpha male older brothers.
While doing a story on local heroes, she meets a hunky doctor and things start to look up. Now there's only one problem: Trevor Meade, her first love and the one man she's never quite gotten over--although he seems to have gotten over her just fine.
Yet the more time she spends with Dr. Perfect, the better Trevor looks. But even with the in-your-face competition, the irresistible Trevor just can't seem to see Chastity as anything more than just one of the guys....
Wow. This book? So depressing. Sooooo depressing.
I bought this book via a rec from Smart Bitches, Trashy Books…but actually from reading Everything I Know About Love I Learned from Romance Novels. Damn. This book makes me re-think any contemporary rec she/the site gives. Cause I pretty much hated this book. I wish I had bought it in DTB format so I could have thrown it against the wall! And I don’t normally have that reaction.
Let me digress.
This book is well written and a lot of people love it…but it’s not a romance. It’s chick-lit. And the fact that it’s being touted as romance burns me up.
Guess what?? There’s NO romance here. None. Zip. Zilch. Nadda.
I was expecting a book that showed a relationship being built between two people who end up in love.
What I got was a long, sad and rambling tale of Chasity (the “heroine”) and her family’s life. There is NO real interaction between the H/h. WTF. I paid for a romance! >.<
Chasity's parents' divorce and breakup and the remarriage of her mother (amidst tears from the rest of the family and especially her father) overshadowed the entire book. WTF. WTF. It's like I can't say it enough. WTF. The author spends more time on that deteriorating relationship than ANY time she gives to what is supposed to be the main characters and their relationship. Horrible, horrible, horrible.
The majority of the book is spent with Chasity dating and having sex with someone else. Again, WTF. The only real interactions between Chasity and Trevor (the “hero”) happen in Chasity’s flashbacks.
Most of the time we are treated to just a slice of Chasity’s life.
Now, if I had wanted to read some chick-lit, I wouldn’t feel this rage. RAGE. But I wanted and paid for a ROMANCE. Go get your tropes right!
I found none of this funny. None of this romantic. None of this happy.
Instead I found myself raging and crying and SKIMMING. And the ending was just chock-full of WTF. It was overflowing with WTF. It made me RAGE due to it’s WTF-ness. It’s like the author looked up, realized she needed to end this depression-fest, and stuck a couple of “I Love Yous” and a WTF epilogue on the end. Yeah. Cause 98% of the book was NOT focused on the H/h. It was focused on other random crap.