Review: Guns Will Keep Us Together (Bombay Assassins #2) by Leslie Langtry

Synopsis (via Goodreads): Dakota Bombay prided himself on his blond Bond image---bad-guy killer by day, lady-killer by night. Then his life gets both shaken and stirred by an irate grandmother demanding a marketing plan for the family assassination business, a precocious six-year-old son Dak never knew he had, and a mysterious redhead who's erased his decades-old preference for blondes.

Suddenly the perennial playboy is knee deep in pie charts and thinking he may have found the perfect mom for his boy. She's smart, funny, and directs a funeral home no less---what could be better? Now if he can just take out a team of rival assassins without getting killed himself, they can all live trigger-happily ever after.

My Take: You know, after getting through about three chapters I jumped online and read a few reviews because I honestly wasn't feeling the darn book at that point.  In fact, I thought the main character was idiotic and that he needed to be hit in the head with a hammer.  The reviews I read were glowing.  GLOWING.  And I'm looking at them thinking that there must be something fundamentally wrong with me because I felt the exact opposite of everything that everyone else was feeling.  Okay, I really do know there's nothing wrong with me, regardless of my predilection toward skull-themed clothing.  I know that not every book will appeal to every person.  I know all this.  Yet... the thought still lingered.

Regardless of my fundamental wrongness, I finished the book.  It was tough.  I had a few moments where I wasn't sure it was going to happen.  I even went through a period where I felt like Frodo on his epic journey to Mount Doom- I was just never going to reach the goal and there were possibly going to be creepy Gollum-like creatures threatening my well-being at every turn.  BUT I FINISHED IT!  I cast that bitch into the fiery depths of the mountain and sent the slavering hordes back to the hell from whence they were spawned!

Okay, it wasn't quite that dramatic.  And now I have the urge to watch Lord of the Rings.

After that epic struggle, I still didn't care for the book.  It was too flippant.  It felt like it tried too hard to hit every single funny-bone moment that it could.  Leonie, the main female character, was less a character and more of a cardboard cutout that Dakota was fixated on.  There was really no chemistry between them.

About the only thing that saved the book was Dakota's realization that he could be a good father.  He did grow.  Somewhat.

I don't know.  I don't like giving bad reviews but this book was really not my cup of tea.  I have a good friend who firmly believes that every book has an audience waiting to discover it.  I can say, without reservation, that I am not part of this book's audience.

In the future, I need to keep in mind that contemporary romance and I don't mix.

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