I've read 7 of Julie James' books so far. Se-freaking-ven. And if my brain and fingers serve me correctly James has written 7 books in her entire writing career. 
 I really enjoyed her earlier works, and I have felt a deep sense of unquestioning loyalty towards her works. In my very strict opinion I enjoyed her earlier numbers more. I get it that she is a screen-writer, so her scenes really play out dramatically in my mind. But - don't get me wrong - in words, they sometimes just seem plain wrong. The whole scene just suddenly disconnects with me and I feel like I'm watching a bad soap opera rather than experiencing the fuzzy emotion of escapism that has inspired me to maintain my soft spot for cheesy, fuzzy chick lits. 
 Anyway, enough of me rambling and on with this book. This novel talks about a thirty-over woman call Sidney. She is rich, gorgeous, successful in her career, popular, but hopelessly inadequate and shameful because she don't see no ring on her finger in the near future. What a hopeless woman. 
 Enter Vaughn. He is gorgeous, successful in his career, popular, FBI, yada yada, but hopelessly inadequate because he doesn't seek commitment. What a hopeless man. 
 Anyway, both of them meet in a coffeehouse, and sparks fly. But Vaughn is snubbed by Sidney, and both don't part amicably. But then - aha! - due to a set of (un)fortunate circumstances, both are forced to suffer each other's company more than either would prefer. 
 Then, of course, it's one-night stands, fooling around, and by some miracle of cupid, both find that sleeping around isn't enough, both actually enjoy each other's company. 
 I've always liked James' style of writing; it gets me hooked even if I don't like the story in itself. I guess that's what made me cling on for 7 of her stories even though I really didn't enjoy the last few of her books. The high ratings reflect this biasedness. 
 That said, let me go on and articulate what I didn't like about this one. First off - Sidney. My god, can this woman be less of a role model to the women out there?! She has almost everything that can make any person reasonably happy, yet all she frets about is the ticking of her biological clock and the onset of menopause. All she wants is a committed partner, and that clouds they way she talks to anybody with the Y chromosome. It's desperate, and obviously not cool. 
 Then there's the whole "FBI/US Attorney" installment. For the later novels, how are they related to the FBI or Attorney. No spoiler here, but if you have read the third and fourth books in this series, you wonder where the action in the courtroom, or in a sting operation, go. Ultimately, these books turn out to be no more than a very ordinary, very predictable, and perhaps VERY boring romance novel. It's sad, really, considering that James can write. 
 Finally, James' plots are getting more and more predictably predictable. Her sense of "romance" is pretty cookie cutter. Again, *yawn*, I am bored. 
 All in all, I have stuck to Julie James from the very beginning since her debut, and have religiously followed her works more diligently than a Wall Street stockbroker following stock market fluctuations. I enjoyed this one, but a rational part of me is beginning to ask why.