DNF
Title: Long Time Gone
Author: Meg Benjamin
Publication Info: Samhain Publishing 2010
ISBN: 978-1-60928-108
Genre: Contemporary Romance
I started reading Long Time Gone by Meg Benjamin because the description intrigued me, and because the cover caught my eye. The hero is an eldest brother and the acting chief of police – and isn’t as sure of himself as one would think. Erik Toleffson has a lot of regrets in his life, particularly that in his youth he was a rebellious fuck up and a bully to his younger brothers, up to and including beating the tarnation out of them. Now that he’s back after two tours in Iraq and Kuwait and a few years in a different police force outside of Texas, he’s trying to make amends.
As the book opens, his brothers are friendly towards him, though he’s very quiet and sort of low-grade perpetually ashamed of himself and angry at the damage he did to their relationships. The trouble was, I didn’t see that damage. I didn’t see any strain except from Erik’s own ruminations, and never thought his brothers treated him as if they were wary, afraid, or angry at him.
As I read the first few chapters, I liked the introduction of Erik’s character, and the cast of brothers who made up previous installments in the series. I liked that they all gathered at the same bar, Erik refusing alcohol while his brothers give him grief about the politics that bring him to the temporary position as acting chief. I liked that his sisters in law form a larger circle of family around him, and I was settling in for a quirky small-town contemporary in Texas amid many many Swedish and Germanic named families.
Enter the heroine: Morgan Barrett is the temporary manger of her family vineyard. Her father broke his leg, and so she quit her job in PR and marketing to come manage Cedar Creek, a winery with some fine vintages stocked by local restaurants that seems to enjoy a good measure of success. Oddly, Morgan’s sacrifice is greeted with abrasive hostility from her father’s partner, who is on site managing the harvest, and the partner’s wife, who is openly critical of Morgan’s ideas to increase the marketing for the vineyard and raise the local and national profile of their wines. I didn’t understand why she put up with either of them, except that this was her family’s business, and she was trying her best to learn it.
Both Morgan and Erik are in positions they didn’t anticipate having to manage, but there’s no one else to do the job. Morgan has to step in to help her father, though no one in the vineyard seems to appreciate that she quit her JOB to be there. Erik applied to be interim chief despite knowing that the corrupt mayor had someone else in mind because Erik was certain the department and the police force would fall apart under the mayor’s preferred candidate. He didn’t expect the job, but compared to the other officers, Erik’s MP experience and police experience outside of Texas put him head and shoulders above any of the other applicants. It seems bizarre that his qualifications were even in question, or that anyone would be surprised that he got the job, including Erik himself.
I started the book hoping to read a new type of internal conflict for the hero – guilt that in his youth he’d been a bully to his brothers, and a desire to make up for it as an adult years later. But I didn’t see enough of that conflict outside of the hero’s head. And I didn’t understand why Morgan put up with any of the disrespect she received from her coworkers at the vineyard. The biggest conflicts that I saw were outside of the protagonist’s relationship.
There wasn’t much tension between Erik and Morgan. They notice each other… and then they’re kissing and then Erik can’t stop thinking about her and she can’t stop thinking about him but there wasn’t any real spark between them. It was a lukewarm attraction at best from my perspective, more due to the fact that the two of them are the protagonists in a romance novel than the fact that they have identifiable hornypants for one another.
I was honestly thinking that I’d start skimming the book about the time Erik and Morgan decide to get it on, when I came upon The Line. You read it on Twitter. Here’s the full scene.
Morgan and Erik had stopped at diner to get food – Morgan spends much of the book tired or sleepy or asleep, and she doesn’t eat enough because she’s working all the time. Erik, in just about every encounter, feeds her something, and this encounter is no exception. He orders a tuna salad sandwich for her. Then they leave, find themselves alone, and ahoy there, it’s time for hot sex.
Erik plunged his hands into the soft tangle of her hair, pulling her head back gently, then sank into her mouth again.
For the record, he’s kissing her, but the language is almost sexual. But no, they’re just kissing. Let’s move on. The next line. The Line. The one that bent me in half with screech-laughter.
He tasted desire, heat, and a mild hint of tuna.
Now, look. There are a few rules in romance land, and breath is one of them. No romance character EVER has morning breath. Making out just after you wake up? Sure! In Romancelandia, that’s totally fine. Moreover, if you read my review of Who’s the Daddy? you know that even after throwing up with first trimester morning sickness, the heroine’s breath is immune to any bad smells that might interrupt the kissing. Because there will be kissing after you heave and no one will think this is potentially problematic.
And after a tuna sandwich, one does not have tuna breath. Moreover, the hero wouldn’t think upon the mild hint of tuna because then the READER is thinking about hints of tuna and that absolutely does not get the sexy going. A hint of tuna does not a sex scene make. A hint of tuna is a sign of potentially bad gunch, a possible infection, or many other unsavory possibilities.
And that’s where I had to stop. No matter how hot the sex might become, or how painful the tension or how challenging the small town politics, I knew I’d forever see Morgan as Hint of Tuna and Erik as Kisses With Tuna and I just wouldn’t be able to overcome that one line. I’d already become sort of bored by the plot, waiting for conflict that didn’t escalate, and waiting for characters to develop that didn’t, but I figured I’d keep skimming to see what happened, how the incredibly overdone villainous villainy vanilla villain of a Mayor was trounced once and for all, whether the brothers ever had a conversation about Erik’s HULKSMASH childhood, and maybe even if Morgan slapped the crapola out of her father’s business partner and his wife.
But once I got to Hint of Tuna, I was done.
Long Time Gone is available digitally for Amazon Kindle, the BN Nook, at All Romance eBooks, and from Samhain Publishing.

At the time I read the book I took the tuna reference for an attempt at humor by the author, a poke at all the other things writers say heroes/heroines taste like. Especially because she names two of them prior to the tuna. I mean what to heat and desire taste like anyway??? When I read recently that a hero tasted like “Curran and toothpaste” I was like RIGHT ON Ilona!
Aww, that’s sad. I found that line funny but not dnfy ^^ – but then I’d read the three previous books first This series is one of the better contemporary romance series out there, I think. Maybe you could give the second Konigsburg book a try – I thought it was the strongest myself: Wedding Bell Blues.
And in case of Erik and hostility from his brothers, that pretty much happens in the first three books – in this one he reaps the benefits of his development and the fact that his brothers have started to believe in it.
Also: for everyone who doesn’t have a Kindle but wants to try out some free Meg Benjamin, she has a SamHellion Freebie right here – with the Wonder Dentist and Allison as the central pair (and a parody on Martha Stewart, if I deduced that correctly): Love and Scones
don’t worry about the cover not showing up, the pdf is still there.
@ sweetsiouxsie said on…
08.13.10 at 08:43 PM
“I remember a novel by Lisa Kleypas where she describes the female sex parts from the view point of the male as either possessing the taste or scent of tart apples.”
The heroine must have used a cider vinegar douche. Now that would have made me wonder if she had a yeast infection.
See, feeding her the tuna in the first place would’ve been my breaking point. As a picky eater I cannot stand it when people in books eat things that gross me out. Tuna being one of them.
@sugarless
To be fair, the other side of the small business coin is that you’re far less likely to get fired/laid off and much more likely to get free pizza on snowy days.
It was worth the diva moments for me to be able to walk into the founder/CEO’s office at will. Sure you occasionally get yelled at or dismissed like a child, but at a larger company you never get to give a CEO your opinion in the first place.
It takes a lot to make me toss out a book, usually it’s frustration with the characters, and even then it’s got to be major.
For me the food/kiss thing is always a little weird. If they kiss after food/drink and the taste is mentioned I’m like “Okay. Why did I need to know that?” and if they eat something that is iffy, like tuna, and kiss without mentioning it I’m like “Ewww, are we going to pretend s/he doesn’t have cat breath right now?”
LOL OK the hint of tuna reminds me of the worst trick my husband has ever played on me… I was working in the living room, and he sneaked the refrigerator open and stealthily ate a nice cold dill pickle… then came up behind me, put his arms around me and gave me a big loving smooch…FILLED with chilly-pickley-tongue. I screamed so loudly. 🙁 He laughed for weeks.
SIGH.
I’m with Miranda at 01:42 PM; I find her quitting her job to take over while pop is out with a broken leg because he apparently can only trust his daughter to take care of (his half) of the winery ridiculous.
However, I’m intrigued by the crappy brother trying to make amends (most stories I read either have the extremely close/protective brother, or the horribly abusive one who gets his karma) so I may try the series.
Jill Sorenson: Funny, I have the opposite bias, where it seems – to me, and only for romance novels – like every heroine smells like flowers or spring air or mom’s apple pie or whatever and the hero is only too happy to sniff and lick down there. I don’t like the myth of “smelling bad,” but, seriously, you gotta be pretty perfumed to smell like some of the stuff I read. (And that it always smells the same, regardless of where she is in her cycle.)
“Kisses with Tuna”, the underrated sequel to “Dances with Wolves”?
I can’t wait to see Kevin Costner’s pantomiming in that role!