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Review: Floodgates by Mary Calmes

Tracy Brandt considers himself a lucky man. He has a wonderful family, good friends, and a dependable job. His love life, however, features a cheating ex who, though out of the house, is not yet out of the picture—with a past that just might get Tracy killed.

Homicide inspector Cord Nolan wants nothing more than to show his best friend’s little brother that he’s a reliable man, but to do that he’ll have to get Tracy to look past the player he used to be. It'll be a tough sell; reputation is everything, and Cord's is tarnished by his past indiscretions.

Tracy and Cord have spent five years trying to suffocate their fiery attraction under a blanket of grudging antagonism. When Tracy finds himself with a target on his back, Cord finally has the chance to ride to the rescue and break through the dam of Tracy's reserve. But he’d better be careful: if Cord is breaking the floodgates to wash away the past, he's going to have to hold tight to Tracy to make sure they're still standing when the tumult recedes.


Alright, I’m just gonna come right out and say this…


I have an addiction..


I’m addicted to Mary Calmes books.  It doesn’t matter what this woman writes, I’m gonna read it and enjoy it and cherish it and adore it.  I can’t help myself.  I HAVE TO read her books!


Floodgates is no different.  When I first saw that it was coming out soon I broke out into a sweat and I swear I began having heart palpitations.  The anticipation was killing me!  I think I need professional help.


So many people were disappointed that it seemed just like her other books but me - I liked that.  I wanted that.


I want the formula.
I want the insta-love.
I want the Jory/Stefan/Jin character.
I want the Alpha male.
I want the kidnapping.
I want the perfection.


There were parts to this book that irritated the ever loving shit outta me.  But I loved it nonetheless.  


Once again I will say:  this woman could rewrite the damn phone book and I would read it.  


This is my crack.  This is my addiction.  

I don’t wanna be cured.

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