I loved this book. As you already know, I'm already a Deborah Smith fan, but I think it's safe to say, she just keeps getting better. When I open one of her books, I rather expect a dark streak. But in AGR, there really isn't one, except perhaps for a blackly humorous scene involving mermaids and an alligator. This book is a straightforward romance, a case of seemingly opposites attracting. The operative word, I think, is "tender." Achingly so. Smith deftly plays your heartstrings to maximum effect without ever crossing the line into saccharine.
Are you the kind of reader who likes to read the last page first? I'm not-- and I strongly disapprove! I suppose that just by mentioning it I'm creating an irresistible temptation, but I really recommend you try to wait. It's rare that I can point to a single half page in a book and say, "There. Right there is the very BEST part of this book," but I can in this one. It strikes a perfect, joyful, funny note, and the effect will be much better for you if you don't spoiler yourself.