A decade ago, British doctors Shay Green and Thea Davies met while studying in the United States and secretly got married after a whirlwind romance. He woke up the next morning to find that she'd left him without a word and they haven't seen each other since. Their only contact was the postcards she sent every few months as she traveled from one post to another in her work with Doctors Without Borders. It therefore comes as a shock when Shay learns that Thea has taken a job at the same London hospital where he works, and to all appearances she's back in England to stay. Even though their marriage remains a secret, seeing her again reopens all of the old wounds. Will he finally get closure on what happened between them or will Shay find that he's still in love with Thea after all this time?
I enjoyed this unique second chance romance, which featured likeable characters and a compelling plot. Even after so many years apart, it was clear that Shay and Thea were still in love with each other; the problem was that they needed to rebuild the trust in their relationship. That didn't happen overnight, but I appreciated that they took the time they needed to work through their issues instead of rushing into a commitment they weren't ready for.
I recommend "The Imperfect Proposal" for all contemporary romance and romantic comedy fans. I look forward to Dyer's next release.
*Review copy provided by the author via Wildfire Marketing Solutions. All opinions expressed are my own.
About "The Imperfect Proposal"
Being caught in a cupboard in a compromising position with my latest hook up by my new colleague isn’t a great introduction.
The worse thing, that new colleague - she’s my estranged wife who’s been MIA for more than a decade.
Throw in the fact that neither of our families knew we were married in the first place and it’s safe to say, events maybe aren’t going as smoothly as planned.
Thea and I married ten years ago in Vegas, the day we both qualified as doctors. I knew plenty about her: the way she kissed, how she liked her coffee and the best way to make her see stars.
What I didn’t know was that she was the daughter of a Lord, was ridiculously wealthy and she’d signed up to Doctors Without Borders.
The morning after our wedding, she was gone.
For a decade, all I’ve had are postcards, sent to wherever I’ve been working, with no return address. Those, and a heart that no matter how good a doctor I am, I just can’t fix.
Now Thea’s back in London.
And she wants to be back in my bed.
Our first proposal wasn’t perfect. Would the second lead to the same fate?
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