My One and Only by Kristan Higgins

My One and Only by Kristan HigginsMy One and Only by Kristan Higgins
Published by HQN Books on March 29th 2011
Pages: 382
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Just when she thought she had life and love all figured out...
Divorce attorney Harper James can't catch a break. Bad enough that she runs into her ex-hubby, Nick, at her sister's destination wedding, but now, by a cruel twist of fate, she's being forced to make a cross-country road trip with him. And her almost-fiancé back at home is not likely to be sympathetic.
Harper can't help that Nick has come blazing back into her life in all of his frustratingly appealing, gorgeous architect glory. But in Nick's eyes, Harper's always been the one. If they can only get it right this time, forever might be waiting—just around the bend.

A second-chance romance after a divorce almost 12 years ago made me leery of what possibly could come out of it, but the (mostly) positive reviews did me in. Now I wished I’d followed my first instincts.

What I liked: Some secondary characters – as seen through Harper’s very insensitive, inner ramblings – like Nick, his brilliantly sarcastic wit and that mysterious, gentlemanly-hotness that got me going and for calling out Harper on all her instances of denial. The caricatures of BeverLee and Willa were enjoyable to say the least, because it was easy to take them at face-value.

But I’d expected more of the main characters, particular the ‘heroine’ whose POV and voice mattered the most, which the book didn’t deliver. We’re introduced to Harper in a manner that’s impossible to ignore and like: she’s jaded, cynical and convinced of the unhappiness of marriages to the point of irritating smugness.

I thought her rude to the point of being plain offensive because she couldn’t get past her own mummy-issues, projecting them far and wide on everyone around her.

Or as a reviewer has put it more succinctly: ‘bitchy’ might be the better word here.

Written wholly in her POV, it didn’t take long before that ‘strong, female’ voice started to sound patronising, high-handed and condescending to all around and for that reason, her antics – better suited to an emotionally-stunted juvenile who never quite grew up – grated…and grated some more. If that’s meant to induce laughter, I’m afraid that simply failed for me.