Reviews

*Picks up pillows stitched with J+N. Adds some lines for family trees. Proceeds to stitch J+S within family tree.*

Don't play the game if you don't like the stakes.

KJ Charles, via her character, calls Susan Lazarus a hedgehog and of course that's what I was thinking of her the whole time.
"Christ, you look good in opals. I have a lot of them for you.”
“Stolen ones?”
“Let’s not split hairs.”

And so, imagine a hedgehog, showing its soft underbelly (still with claws out don't be silly) to a teddy bear who also drops people out the window for fucking with those he cares about: "defenestration" he says. Templeton Lane talks like Richard Vane and has a weakness for opals, and hell, you know I was a goner when I found that out-and I knew KJC had done the perfect thing perfectly again when I read this, and he's holding a torch for a difficult woman raised by my favorite KJ Charles character (Justin Lazarus).
Diamonds were easier to fence, emeralds more valuable, but opals sang to Templeton and he couldn’t resist their song.

Susan knows her found family is loving and counts herself lucky. She is equally dedicated to justice and righteous as her other 'guvnor' Nathaniel, but with the slippery and ruthless methods of Justin. And if Temp didn't say it enough: she's glorious. It just so happens she's the only one willing to help Temp, murder suspect, because she knows him just a little bit better than everyone else, or is smarter than everyone else at least.

It wasn’t about him at all, but about the simple mathematics: if he swung, a double murderer would walk free. She would do this because it was right, and if the entire rest of the world thought she was misguided, foolish, or irritating for it, that was their hard luck.

What follows is an exploration of a light that never extinguished, a reclaiming of names, and just a fucking good romance.
James Vane had never had any business falling in love with Sukey Lazarus. It had always been impossible, and she had always been
doomed to suffer for it.

I absolutely LOVE when James/Temp surprises Susan, it's fantastic, "You fucking what?" or "I...uh, what?"
It's hilarious in that way that the highly suspicious, ruthless, two steps ahead character getting knocked off her feet way....
“In my old trade, a blank slate was a lie. I’d write on it with onion
juice, then Justin would wipe it with a chalky handkerchief, and there
you are, a message from the spirits. The flats fell for it every time.”
“Perhaps the invisible writing is always there, whatever you do,”

This was fabulous, and in perfect KJ style, the pacing is on, the sex integral and it just results in a near perfect romance. Justin and Nathaniel were there first, though(and their intensity cannot be topped).