Even though it’s only February, divorced photographer Lacy Maguire has dressed up her dog and three cats in Christmas costumes to shoot a Christmas calendar. While taking a break from the holiday music and holly, her dog Fabio scampers out through the doggy door and starts barking furiously at something behind the shed. Wearing only an oversized tee-shirt (don’t ask), Lacy heads out to drag Fabio away from what she assumes is a wayward squirrel. What she finds instead is a cop on the lam who’s demanding to take refuge in her house.
Chase Kelly is not the man his partner, Zeke, wants everyone to believe he is. Zeke says Chase is a cop gone dirty – that he stole cocaine recovered from a drug bust and even killed people - but Chase is being set up; Zeke is really the dirty cop. His only chance to clear his name is to hide out until Zeke is convinced that the bullet which only grazed Chase’s shoulder actually killed him. As long as Zeke believes Chase is alive, no one is safe. But hiding out in Lacy’s house may turn out to be just as dangerous.
Divorced, Desperate and Delicious is a cabin romance meets romantic suspense, with a healthy dose of comedy thrown in for good measure. I loved the chemistry between Chase and Lacy, so much so that when the plot turned back to Zeke, I found myself skimming those sections just to get back to Chase and Lacy. Zeke is a crazy villain, and even at the end of the story I wasn’t clear on was what his motivation for setting Chase up. The only complaint I have about this story was that at times the dialogue seemed to suggest it was written by an aging housewife – I’ve never met someone in real life who uses words like ‘Jeepers’; that was enough to throw me out of the story. Despite this minor quibble, Divorced, Desperate and Delicious is a thoroughly fun read. I delighted in every minute of it, and I look forward to Christie Craig’s next novel.