Reader E. is searching for a romance that sounds like a nonstop grovel-fest.
I'm trying to remember the title of a book and author who wrote a book that goes a little like this:
No-longer-blind woman meets a hot cowboy at a bar. The have the feels and get sticky in the back of his car, she's not feeling so much sticky as icky afterwards. And he's mostly just hungover.
But her waffle is already buttered and they get together to take care of the child to be and that she is now blind again because of the hormones from the pregnancy. All the woe. She hates him for making her lose her sight and holds it against him, he has her live at his house to keep an eye on her (pun intended) and feels bad for ruining her newly discovered sight (again pun intended).
He tries to be repentant, because as much as he enjoyed their backseat adventure, he feels bad for making her blind. Other things happen, she roams his farm and almost drowns in a creek, he saves her, blah blah. She eventually gets her sight back and falls in love.
What was that one called again?
Oh, my. Hormonal blindess and lots of waffley guilt. Do you recognize this book?