Protector for Hire
Front and Center, #4
Genre: Contemporary Romance
Publisher: Entangled: Lovestruck
Date of Publication: June 30, 2015
Number of pages: 230
Cover Artist: Heather Howland Photography
Keeping her safe is crucial. Guarding his heart is impossible.
Haunted by his time in Iraq, former soldier Schwartz Patton goes off the grid, retreating deep into Montana's untamed wilderness. Now, ten years into his self-imposed solitude, his brother tracks him down and asks for a favor. A woman is in danger, and she needs help...and Schwartz is the only one who can protect her.
Designer-loving city girls like Janelle Keebler don't belong in the wilderness. Unless, of course, they're witnesses to a murder by their psycho drug-trafficking ex-husbands. Still, Janelle can't help the immediate physical response she has to her sexy-as-sin protector that leaves her wanting more than she could have ever imagined. Even if he does make terrible coffee...
Every word, every touch, every kiss ignites a need Schwartz thought he'd lost forever. He can't stop the desperate attraction simmering between him and Janelle, even if he wanted to. Even if it means it could get them both killed.
Okay, so I loved so much about this book. There were some great moments as Schwartz was tempted beyond endurance just by Janelle being herself. Most of the book it was just the two of them together and they had some awesome moments.
Her hands were still on his chest, the pale pink fingernails looking out of place against the frayed red flannel of his shirt. She smelled like flowers and sunshine, and it seemed very hot in the kitchen all of a sudden.
“Okay. So— toaster.” She took a shaky breath and pulled her hands back, and Schwartz kicked himself for missing her touch. As she busied herself unwrapping the Pop-Tarts and shoving them in the slot, he tried not to think of words like “shoving” and “slot” and “Janelle.”
Why was it so fucking hot in the kitchen?
He filled the sink with soapy water and wondered if he should just drown himself and be done with it.
“Can I help with the dishes?” she asked.
“No.” She was quiet a moment, and he did his best not to look at her. “Do you mind if I take this to bed with me?”
“What?” He looked up, half expecting to see her with a cucumber or a pepper mill or the paper towel rod or some other phallic-looking object.
For the love of God, why was it so hot in this kitchen?
“Splitting wood is different. You’re dividing a piece of wood in two by forcing the wood fibers apart parallel to the grain. That’s why you use a maul. The head is blunt and fat, and the larger size of it forces the crack to split wide open with pressure.”
He didn’t realize until the words left his mouth how filthy he was making it all sound. Maybe she hadn’t noticed . Maybe his sex-addled brain was processing everything through a filter of smut. Maybe it all sounded perfectly innocent to Janelle.
“So you’re saying it’s better to have a big, fat head at the end of your shaft, as opposed to a smaller one?”
The smirk on her face told him she hadn’t missed a thing.
“You’re kidding, right? It’s freezing.” She puffed out a lungful of frosty air. “You can see my breasts.”
The last bit of blood in his brain headed south.
“Breath. You can see my breath. What did you think I said?” She wasn’t smirking, so clearly he was losing both his hearing and his mind. Either way, there was no way he could keep this up.
Oh, you keep it up just fine when she’s around.
I have been enjoying the Front and Center Series, all about the Patton Siblings, all named after famous generals. We started with the only girl, Sharidan, next came MacArthur, then Grant. The books have gotten better as we went along. This book was the brother we have heard the least from, Grant's twin, Schwartzkopf.
Schwartz has been living off the grid for the past 10 years, ever since he came back changed from time overseas in the Army. Only his twin brother Grant has a phone number to reach him. He continues to keep up with his family, but only on his terms, sending flowers and gifts in lieu of face time with his family. But then MacArthur's wife's younger sister needs a safe place to hide out and Schwartz is talked into letting her stay with him in his highly undisclosed location.
After first glance, Janelle seems like a city slicker, who will be out of her depth in the back woods of somewhere Montana. But it's not long before, with the help of some decent coffee, she comes to appreciate the quiet beauty of Montana, and a certain reclusive Patton.
Most of the book is spent with just the two of them in his cabin in the woods. Almost sounds like the start of a horror flick, but was in actuality a wonderful romantic comedy. I laughed and giggled through out this entire book. Schwartz is hands down my favorite Patton sibling. And the ending... I don't think it's too spoilery to gush about the proposal at the end of a Romance, but *pats heart* it just got me in the feels. *grin* I really wouldn't mind another book or two, maybe about the Patton siblings mom Stella. Cause there is a woman with a story (or two) to be told. I just know it. I loved this final book in the series and it earned 5 stars from me.