The Color of Love is about the unexpected love between a white cop (Jason) and an African-American woman (Leah). Jason and Leah must fight against the prejudices of literally everyone in their lives (family, friends and coworkers) if their love is to survive. I like the fact that neither Jason nor Leah are wealthy as is the case in many romance novels. They are just average people who stumble upon love when they least expect it. The book is long (398 pages) but is well worth reading.
Leah Downey is a young African-American commercial artist who by fate meets Jason Horn, a cop, who also happens to be white. Both their meeting and thier romance are unconventional. They must face obstacles that most couples never have to experience. They realize almost too late that ignoring the problems does not make them disappear. Leah and Jason must examine how their family and co-workers react and how society sees them as a couple. Then, they must decide whether color should matter when you find love.
Leah Downey was a brilliant young commercial artist moving up fast on the Manahatten cereer track.
Jason Horn was a street smart cop getting over a nasty divorce and an even more agonizing personal tragedy.
All the odds said they would never meet. But they did Even though everyting about the was different...their pasts...their jobs...their world...and the color of their skin...
This is a romance between a young black woman and a white police officer. They meet under unusual circumstances. Their relationship progresses at a slow pace. They're both solidly middle class folks trying to make their relationship work in the face resistance from their respective families and friends. I felt the author created a really strange way for the two to meet for the first time. It felt far too contrived.
Her sister was probably the most unlikable character in the story. The way the heroine reacts to the sister's awful actions is unbelievable and ruined the story for me. A real person wouldn't react so passively. There were so many times in the book where I wanted the heroine to have a stronger back bone, assert herself more with the sister. Her general attitude to bad things happening to her is to cry and say "Oh well..." That gets annoying ( a favorite overused word of the author's) after the third time in the book.
While there is intimacy between the two, the book lacks heat and passion between the hero and heroine. I really didn't feel the hero and heroine connected all that much on a deep level. The author spends far too much time on details and minor characters than she needed to. Read Being Plumville for an interracial romance that has heat and passion between the two main characters.
Leah Downey was a briliant young comercial artist and Jason Horn was a street smart cop getting over a nasty divorce and even more agonizing personal tragedy. Everyone they knew said they should break it off. But they didn't . Even though everything about them was different- their pasts, their jobs, their worlds and the color of their skin.
Great read- starts slow but builds up. I surprisingly enjoyed the part where they eventually find a way to make it work despite all the things they face.