Zeke is the fifth person to be reanimated after being cryonically preserved for ten years.
But he wakes up to a world that resents his very existence.
Everything he worked for is in danger of being destroyed.
The last thing he needs is a well-meaning scientist with her own agenda.
Michelle would rather work with anyone besides the surly scientist she’s been partnered with.
The man desperately needs an attitude adjustment.
Too bad his penetrating glares also manage to hit a long-buried place inside her.
It doesn’t matter because there’s no way she’s going to enter a relationship with a coworker.
And after his disastrous marriage, he has no interest in letting any woman get under his skin.
Even in their standoff, sparks fly.
Eventually they will have to face the truth because curing disease isn’t their only job these days.
Staying one step ahead of whoever would rather see them dead is equally important.
They need each other, and it would be much easier if they could get along.
Even better if they could find a way to let the other into their hearts.
I am truly loving this series, with each person revived it seems the opposition escalates.
Zeke was grumpy before he was ‘frozen’, his wife up and left him because he wasn’t making lots of money and he wasn’t home often. Now awake for three weeks he’s bored and wants to work. Assigned to Michelle he’s worse than ever, somehow in his mind she looks like his ex.
Michelle isn’t going to stand for his condescending, grumpy attitude and shocks herself when she realizes she is attracted to him on a whole other level.
But more than that, when a day worth of Michelle’s work disappears without explanation, Zeke re-enters it an improves on the spreadsheet. something that somewhat bewilders her.
This is a favorite scene after a girl’s night where Michelle makes some changes to her appearance.
Michelle had no idea when she would ever have the opportunity to wear anything except scrubs since she never left the bunker and rarely even left the lab. There was also no reason to get up early each morning to apply makeup for the job of curing diseases. However, tonight had been the first time in months she’d taken several hours to enjoy herself. She felt free. Happy. She was smiling.
It had also been the first time in a long time she’d had anything to drink. She was calmer, relaxed, even confident as she headed back to her own suite. Barefoot, wearing the tight jean skirt and white tank top, she swung the bag of scrubs at her side. Her hair was styled so well that she didn’t look like herself. The eyeliner and mascara had made her eyes pop out.
When she rounded the corner, pulling her keycard out of her pocket, she stopped dead.
Zeke was leaning against her door. He glanced up and then back at the floor.
She didn’t move. Frozen several feet away from him. What was he doing there?
After a few seconds, he slowly lifted his gaze again. “Michelle?”
She almost laughed when she realized he hadn’t recognized her. Which was absurd. Instead of going with her first reaction—comedic relief, she schooled her face. “Seriously?” She continued forward, shoving him out of the way with her hip so she could open her door.
This had been a horrible idea. Changing her hair had been one thing, but now the entire package made her feel self-conscious, especially since he’d had to do a double take.
Wasn’t that the goal?
Suddenly, she hated the entire notion. So what if he found her attractive? Fuck him. If he didn’t like the old Michelle, why would she want him to fall for her just because she had on makeup, real clothes, and styled hair?
She was a complete moron.
After managing to get the door unlocked with shaky hands, she pushed it open and tried to hurry inside, leaving him standing in the hallway. She still had no idea why he was outside her door, but she no longer had the confidence she’d exuded moments ago. She didn’t want to speak to him at all.
He set a hand on her door before she could close it, pushed it open farther, and stepped into her suite without an invitation.
This was worse. He’d never been in her private space. She didn’t want him in her rooms. “What do you want, Zeke? It’s late. Can it wait until morning?”
Ironically, he wasn’t wearing scrubs tonight either. He was wearing a fantastic pair of jeans and a navy polo. He scanned her body from toe to head and back down again. “Do I have the right room?”
For a second she wanted to scream and slap him, and then she noticed one corner of his mouth was tipped up. If he wasn’t careful, someone might mistake his expression for almost a smile. She rolled her eyes, turned around, and headed for the kitchen. “Don’t be an asshole.”
She dropped her bag on the floor and jerked the fridge open to grab a bottle of water. The perfect buzz she’d been nursing had taken a nosedive. Thank you, Zeke.
He sighed loudly behind her. “I’m not sure there’s anything I can possibly do or say that won’t piss you off, and I deserve it. I just wanted to talk to you. I was hoping we might be able to clear the air and start over.”
Becca Jameson. Reviving Zeke (Kindle Locations 765-791). Becca Jameson Publishing. Kindle Edition.
Thus begins a very interesting conversation that leads to just a bit more.
As this attraction grows, attention from the outside world increases and not in a good way. A lot happens in this book, which just leaves me wanting more and more.
Sexy, suspenseful and so much more.
I really can’t wait for the next book in this series!
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Becca Jameson currently lives in Atlanta, Georgia, with her husband, two kids, and the various pets that wander through.
After editing for about five years she recently started writing. She is loving the journey, dabbling in various genres.
When not writing or editing she can usually be found taxiing kids to and from their activities, scrapbooking, and reading!
Late at night she can usually be found sequestered in her office creating fantasy with a glass of red wine and a bar of dark chocolate.