I just finished Cover Me, by L.A. Witt. This novel was very solid. Solid plot, characters, setting, even sex.
Nick Swain is a paramedic who has to make a tough call while working an emergency scene. One patient is too far gone to even try to save, so he moves onto the next. When the first patient winds up dying, the media attacks Nick for negligence.
Andrew Carmichael is an undercover cop whose partner wound up stabbed in an operation gone wrong. When Nick successfully saves his partner’s life, he’s more than grateful. Their interaction at the crime scene leads to them meeting at Nick’s apartment for decompression sex. Naturally, feelings begin to grow from the originally physical-based relationship.
What I loved about this story was how Nick dealt with his stress in his own way. He needed sex to let his mind and body relax. His previous partners didn’t understand that sex–not talking–was what he needed to get past his traumatic day job.
Throughout the story, Nick wonders if he’s just fucked up. If his way of cooping isn’t right. During those moments, I wanted to yell at him that he was fine. That he didn’t need to conform to what others thought was “normal.” So, when Andrew came along–with an equally stressful and traumatic occupation–I loved how he and Nick fell into sync. These two were perfect together.
The writing was great, the pace quick, the sex scenes amazing. I immensely enjoyed this book from start to finish.