
What there was was page after page of explicit, 'non vanilla' (LOL I learned a new phrase) sex.īUT, when Grayson had his turn going to San Francisco to spend the weekend with Lauren, that's when he and Lauren became people I cared about and people I could cheer for. Nothing that made me care about Lauren and Grayson. There was nothing to the story to really grab hold of. The first half of the book took place in Las Vegas and on Grayson's ranch in Oregon. Again, tons of sex without a deep relationship with the characters is fine if that's what you're in the mood for, and sometimes I am. None of those things existed until the second half of the book. But I had actually gotten bored with it and I put it aside for a bit because when I read a story, I want there to be decent character development, intelligent storyline and a compelling reason for a tale to deserve pages in a novel. The first half of Where Have All The Cowboys gone was nothing but sex, which is okay if that's what you're looking for.

Even from the beginning, not knowing either character well, I felt he deserved better. Lauren, on the other hand, seemed selfish, immature and not at all someone I would have chosen for Grayson. Thoughtful, caring, considerate and devoted in his efforts to make their marriage work. The ranch is in Oregon, and while there's nothing wrong with that, it didn't feel like a western, not what one would expect from a cowboy story.


It didn't really feel like a cowboy story to me. My Review: So, here's the deal with this book.
