Maggie needs your help. I need to un-learn about the following plotline:
This is a tad embarrassing. I just posted in reply to RedHeadedGirl’s
review of the first romance she ever read and joked that I wanted her to do
a review of the first romance I ever read. I gave some details figuring
“how hard could this be to find?” But when I started googling the facts I
remembered, it turns out it is REALLY hard to find this old book.
Now, I can’t stop thinking about it and want help!
So, HaBO please!!!!!!
This would have been early 90s, probably 1993 or 1994 and it was a Zebra
romance with one of those hologram thingys in the top right corner. The
story takes place in the proverbial “Wild West.” I think the heroine’s
name is Emily and she is pregnant and wanted for the murder of her husband.
Her dead husband’s brother, Cade, I think, just happens to be a bounty
hunter is going after her for revenge (there’s a subplot with another
bounty hunter coming after her, but he’s the villainous sort.)
Anyway, Cade finds Emily, starts to like her which makes him angry because
he is the ultimate Alpha, and Wild West chasing ensues.
What particularly stood out in my 12-year old mind was a scene where they
are camping down for the night and Cade wakes up and Emily is curled into
him and giving him a handjob through his jeans while she’s fast asleep! (I
just told my boyfriend about this and he is very upset that I don’t love
him enough to grope him in REM sleep. Jeezers.)
I’ve read hundreds of romances since but will always remember this one, and
not because it was particularly good. I probably would never have had the
guts to buy a romance novel otherwise, but I was taking the train to
Montreal to visit my cousin and was alone at the Toronto train station. When
I got to Montreal, my cousin and I stayed up all night reading it together.
The next summer when I made the same trip, I discovered my cousin was
seriously hooked! She had two bankers boxes full of romance novels hidden in
her closet! That second summer, I believe she and I found every single used
bookstore in the whole of Montreal looking for more of the crack. 15 years
later, she is getting her doctorate in history at a very prestigious Ivy
League and I’m trying to talk her into writing a historically accurate
romance…she’s considering it
Now who in the Say What Now can give a handjob in their sleep!? I mean, the wrist bending, the awkward angle… this is a nocturnal activity?! Really? Anyone remember this book?