When Bruce Met Cyn… by Lori Foster
She was a prostitute, he is a minister… but they behave like any random couple. How disappointing.
She was a prostitute, he is a minister… but they behave like any random couple. How disappointing.
Three ladies in a chick-lit romp. Okay, this one isn’t anything new or groundbreaking, but it works very well regardless.
At last, a mainstream offering from the author that I can soak my toes in.
I like the author as an actress, but her fiction is whiny and grating.
This book is written in moron language from start to finish.
So many desperate women in one anthology, how terrifying.
Ooh, this is a fun one. I’m certainly in the mood!
Why do rich women always have to settle for passive-aggressive control freaks?
It feels like the author just piled on the angst tropes and rushed to wrapped everything up neatly. Too neatly.
And then came the boring, as the two idiots in this story behave in ways that are too obviously for the sake of drama.