by Maggie McConnell
It’s a long way from Seattle to Otter Bite, Alaska. But if one woman can survive the trip–and the locals–she just might find what her heart has been searching for.
Her mango chutney is exquisite; her blueberry sauce is to die for. But right now, Chef de Cuisine Daisy Moon is a woman without a kitchen–and without a fiancé. Unceremoniously dumped from her place of business and her relationship, Daisy sells her belongings, plus a few of her ex’s, and packs her bags. Maybe smashing all the china in her former restaurant was a bad move. Stripped of her Golden Spoon for “un-chef-like” conduct, she is now blacklisted all over Seattle. Her sole job offer is from the Wild Man Lodge…in Otter Bite, Alaska.
Too bad Daisy can’t even get out of Dodge without incident. By the time she boards a ship for Alaska, she’s got a trail of new troubles behind her, and suddenly Otter Bite is sounding pretty good. But the vessel turns into her own personal Titanic when a series of close encounters confirms her terrible taste in men–including one very good looking bad luck charm named Max Kendall. She vows to dedicate the rest of her days to chowders and brulée. Yet even Alaska isn’t far enough away to shake the memories of the sexy shipmate who rocked her cabin–and her world. Thank goodness she’s done with surprises–but they may not be done with her…
Who could’ve predicted that only weeks after Jason had replaced his reliable television with a sleeker state-of-the-art model, he’d do the same with his fiancée?
Daisy caught her reflection in the small mirror. And oh, how she wish she hadn’t. She and tears had never gotten along; even happy tears turned her face into a puffy, splotchy mess sure to cause nightmares among young children.
Moments like this don’t come around all that often. Don’t throw it away because you’re afraid it won’t come again.
Daisy and Max were a bit hard for me to warm up to, both were exceptionally quirky yet neither one was immediately likable as both were rather manipulative, critical, opinionated, and perpetually petty or cranky. Daisy was also vindictive, OCD, full of malice, and had a hot temper to match her fiery red hair. Max was an obvious player and more than a bit of a douche. The couple shared a mutual attraction and explosive chemistry, but their timing was cursed and out of sync – they could never seem to catch up. They verbally sparred and shredded each other like seasoned gladiators; their rapid-fire banter was clever, humorous, snarky, and highly entertaining. They rubbed each other the right way and then the wrong way, and just couldn’t seem to get out of their own way with one amusing misadventure after another. Although among the temper-tantrums and humor, there were also heart squeezes and painful truths. I relished how the story come together, Ms. McConnell prepped the final surprise reveal with clever underpinnings.