
I’m a sucker for romance; I search for those sensual scenes that make me fall in love all over again. In If You Were Mine by J.S. Hawley, I didn’t get that feeling—the IT I search for when reading a good romance.
A slow read from the beginning, I was confused by the breaks in the plot that simply clouded the storyline. Characters seemed to come out of nowhere and the timeline baffled me. I found myself having to flip back through the book to wonder if I’d missed something.
On the positive side, there were some steamy love scenes between Jai and Caleb that spiked my “hot” meter, but they were overshadowed by the climax that chugged like the Little Engine That Could but never really made it over the hill . . . Then it was happily every after—however many years later. At the very end, I just felt lost. I’m convinced this was an editing issue, and in the future, I’m willing to give it a try again . . . I did enjoy some of the sex scenes. - Sistah Tasha





