Such a cute book. Holly is a reporter, looking for her next big story, when her editor puts her on the "crime beat". She's not terribly excited, but she decides to make the best of it by starting a new series for her paper, where she "shadows" a cop, in a reality-TV-meets-newpaper kind of way. Unfortunately, the cop she's saddled with is James, who might just hate her guts, along with all other journalists, for that matter. Damn him and his piercing green eyes.
Sound like the makings of a genre-hugging chick-lit novel? Of course it does. Holly is adorable, has a tempermental car named Tristan, and meets cute with James, while balancing her life, her inattentive boyfriend, and her crazy, thespian family.
Loved this book because it's so very, very British, and because when James finally declares his love, he reveals his habit of going into his car and smelling Holly's seatbelt at the end of the day. How freaking romantic is that?
