Bobbie Faye is looking forward to the Lake Charles Contraband Days Festival with balloons, booze, and babies in pirate costumes. Instead, her trailer's flooded, her no-good brother's been kidnapped, and the criminals are demanding her mum's tiara as ransom. Soon Bobbie Faye is committing (unintentional) bank robbery and (fully intentional) carjacking to retrieve her family heirloom. Along comes the hard-muscled, impossibly sexy Trevor, the guy whose truck she just took hostage. Luckily, Bobbie Faye knows how to outsmart angry bears, drive a speedboat, and handle a gun. As for handling Trevor? No gun-shyness there. Now, if only that pesky state police detective, who also happens to be a pissed-off ex-boyfriend, would stay out of her way.
This book sat on my to-read list for so long that it actually changed names! This used to be called Bobbie Faye’s Very (very, very, very) Bad Day. I have no idea why the books in this series changed titles… It’s very (very, very, very) confusing.
Regardless of the title, this was a story I enjoyed. It’s non-stop action from the first page to the last, with a whole lot of humor and a touch of heart. Bobbie Faye reminds me a little of Stephanie Plum, only more of a disaster. The “testimonials” at the start of each chapter, where Bobbie Faye’s dangerousness is exclaimed, are more than a little over the top. In fact, everything about Bobbie Faye is over the top, and I wish she had been toned down a bit. I also wish we had a little more time to get to know Bobbie Faye in her normal world before everything went to hell. There is just no room to breathe in the story.
But overall, it was an entertaining read. I’ll be reading the next book, no matter the title.
