How To Seduce A Cavanaugh: Book 30 (Cavanaugh Justice) Paperback – 1 July 2015

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This book is full of twists and turns, suspense and action and will keep you reading. Home invasions are happening and the detectives are trying to find out who it is causing trouble. Then you see the love that sneaks up on you.

It's not that I don't like Marie Ferrarella or Sinclair but I have some health problems and have not been able to just read.

I always have to remind myself that, while the Cavanaughs and their significant others are fun and interesting people, they are really bad cops. They don't really solve crimes, they just sort of fall over the solutions. So read the Cavanaugh books for the romance and ignore their ineptitude.

I really enjoyed this story. Lots of humor and good patterning. Not a violent, but interesting case to follow. Want more.

3.5 stars Halfway through the book it's only been a 2-day time-frame and not much chemistry between this couple yet. He was been a brooding "sphinx" and she was way to talkative and cheerful. I was not liking Kelly for most of the book. She was just so freaking pushy and nosy.Quotes: *****POSSIBLE SPOILERS*****“It looks like one of us should seriously think about stopping by the hospital to have a boulder-sized chip removed from their shoulder,” she told him in a sweet, matter-of-fact manner that not even the most critical of people could find fault with. “Then, once that chip is removed, maybe we’ll have a shot at working together a bit more smoothly.” Or at least she could hope that would be the outcome of the proposed venture, Kelly silently added.The look he gave her was far from happy or even mildly approving. “This is as smooth as it is going to get.”“You underestimate yourself,” she told him. Adding, “As well as me.”“You’re being amicable,” he told her. Why did he sound so annoyed when he made that observation? Most people would have appreciated the gesture—and the effort it involved.“I’m trying,” she answered.“Well, stop it,” he ordered, completely surprising her. “It’s like waiting for an ax to fall,” he told her. “And the suspense will wind up killing me.”“You’re making it very hard to get along with you. You do realize that, don’t you?” she asked.“Then stop trying to get along with me,” he retorted dismissively.“Do you want people not to like you?” she asked.He shrugged. “I really don’t care one way or the other.”Stunned, Kelly glared at her cantankerous partner for a long moment before loudly declaring, “Bull!”“What did you just say?” “I said bull. If you didn’t hear that, then you’re deaf as well as thickheaded—not to mention terminally stubborn.” She wasn’t finished yet. “And I’m not buying into the act.”Judging from his profile, his scowl had deepened by several degrees. “I don’t know what you’re talking about. There is no act,” he informed her with finality.She still didn’t believe him. “If you honestly think that, then you’ve managed to fool yourself. But you haven’t fooled me.” “No one is as indifferent to what people think and feel about them as you pretend to be. Like it or not, on some level people care about what other people think about them. Even you.”He snorted, showing his contempt for her theory. “No, I don’t.”“Then you’d be the first,” she told him. “Even serial killers care. If they didn’t, they wouldn’t be doing things that would net them the kind of attention that they get,” she pointed out. “And good or bad, they view attention to be a way of validating their existence.”“With all this so-called insight you seem to have into people, why did you become a cop? Why didn’t you become a psychiatrist?” Kane said sarcastically. Kelly didn’t have to think about her answer. “Too much sitting involved. I’d wind up spreading out. Besides, I like taking an active part in life, not sitting on the sidelines, commenting on it.”If she felt that way about it, then why was she dispensing all this so-called insight into his psyche? “And yet, here you are, commenting on mine. You’re contradicting yourself, Cavanaugh.”“No, I’m not,” she maintained. “In this case it’s called trying to help.”“It’s called meddling,” he said.I LOVED these quotes though since I love the whole series.“The only advantage I have as a Cavanaugh is if I ever get shot, or need a kidney, odds are there’s a relative who could step up and donate their blood or their kidney or whatever.”Apparently Cavanaughs didn’t know the meaning of the word solitude or solitary. From what he could see, they were all about crowds of people mingling. If they saw a loner, he—or she—stirred a sudden need within a Cavanaugh to incorporate that loner into the whole. “Resistance is futile,” a phrase once popular in a science fiction show cult favorite, was very obviously a credo for getting on with the Cavanaughs as well, Kane couldn’t help thinking.Kelly, of course, softens Kane up.Before he knew it, his arms had gone around her and he was holding Kelly against him, melding her body to his as if they were destined to be fused. For the first time in his life he felt as though he had touched hope, real hope. And for one shimmering moment in time, he felt whole.“I’m too tired to argue.”If he had been a kid, he would have clapped his hands together. “I never thought I’d live to see the day you said that.”“In case you haven’t noticed, there are a lot of miracles abounding today,” she quipped, glancing over at his uncle. When she looked back at Kane, she saw that he was regarding her intently. She couldn’t begin to fathom what he was thinking.“Yeah, there are,” Kane said half under his breath.“Don’t get soft on me now, Durant. That alone would make me think that the Apocalypse is coming for us any day now.”“Coming? Hell, I’m looking right at it,” Kane told her.Kane’s heart pounded against hers, pounded so hard until every drop of energy left her body. Kelly closed her arms around him, absorbing him, loving him. Scaring herself. But in a good way, she couldn’t help thinking, trying not to panic. “So what else can I get you?” Kelly whispered against his ear.Kane pushed himself up with his hands, feeling as if this was some sort of a strangely erotic push-up. He looked at her incredulously. His serious face dissolved as laughter progressively grew louder and overtook him. Deep, resonant and heartfelt, his laughter was infectious. Within a second, Kelly was laughing, too, until they were both wrapped up in it, in the sound and the feeling.Rolling off her, Kane pulled her to him, unwilling to give up this unusual closeness he was experiencing just yet. “I didn’t mean for that to happen, you know,” he told her.Her eyes were dancing with mischief as she released a heartfelt sigh. “If that’s what happens when you don’t mean it, warn me when you do mean it, because I’ll have to get my affairs in order.” Turning toward him, she saw the puzzled expression on Kane’s face. Without waiting for him to ask, she explained, “Because there’s no way I could survive anything of even a tiny bit larger magnitude than this. Actually, I barely survived this.” Propping herself up on her elbow, she watched him, her smile growing deeper and larger. Against all reason, she asked, “Wanna do it again?”“You’re kidding,” Kane breathed. What was the woman made of?“Wouldn’t there be laughter if I were kidding? I don’t hear any,” she told him. “Do you?”Kane laughed then, softly, to himself as he shook his head. “You are really something else, Kelly. Give me a minute—no, make that five.” For reasons he couldn’t fully understand, he was beyond secrets, beyond embarrassment. That was the only reason he admitted, “You sapped all my energy.”“Tell you what. I’m feeling generous. I’ll give you ten, as long as you go on holding me like this until you’re ready.” She felt his smile against her cheek. Another wave of warmth unfurled within her.“You drive a hard bargain, but I think I can handle it.”Kelly curled her body into his, thinking how right that felt. And trying to fathom why that felt scary, as well. “I think you can handle anything that’s thrown at you,” Kelly said.Except for you, he thought.