Mon Ange Gardien (2011)

Let me save you the trouble of having the epiphany yourself: If Julie James gave birth to all of her books, the ones in the FBI/US Attorney series would all turn out to be identical quintuplets. It's always a successful cool-headed strong-willed woman who has sassy quips ready like a ninja with throwing stars, who starts butting sexually frustrated heads with a tall, dark, and handsome McDreamy with a smoking hot bod and a husky voice. The two are reluctantly thrust into each other's lives by Important Crime Situations that nobody can solve unless they can somehow manage to tolerate the intense gazes they throw at one another while managing to hiss angsty born-through-lack-of-communication insults at one another. They throw down shade, park a car in it, and then proceed to have sex in it at least a couple times and then the Serious Crime rears its head and puts one of them in danger. The other leaps in to the rescue and afterwards their love is reiterated, if not declared brokenly into a bosom, and nobody, least of all yourself, is surprised. You saw this coming when you picked up the book.

2.5 StarsSome lines from Collin made me laugh out loud. It was an overall good book.