It’s almost a four-oogie read as the feels hit super hard in this one. Alas, this story gets less interesting as it progresses.

Lorraine Heath returns to the Western genre after how many years… but don’t expect much from this one or your heart may just break.

What an odd title. It’s not like the duke will love a moose, is he?

Never mind the plot, the author does a bang-up job in reminding me why she can be one of the better romance authors around.

It looks like the author channels all her risk-taking into shorter stories, while letting her full-length stories remain on the safe side.

If this story is supposed to be special, why does it feel so much like a throwaway?

This is more like an affair with terminable boredom.

This is the closest book I’ve read from the author in a while that almost recaptures her glory days. Almost. That’s good, I suppose.

The author is always competent when it comes to emotional scenes, but yikes, the premise of this story.