All Work and No Play by Lila Duprés
After this eye-rolling waste of time, I think I should take a break from this line for a much-needed sanity check.

After this eye-rolling waste of time, I think I should take a break from this line for a much-needed sanity check.

Hold on, is it normal for folks to keep a vibrator in their work desk for play after office hours?

Our heroine throws herself into an impossible task and succeeds with minimal effort. Oh, and she gets a man in the process.

It’s really not easy to write a good romantic suspense, and this one makes a strong case for that.

The two men here are just whining and boinking while waiting for the wife of one of them to die. That’s the plot, in one sentence.

Great, now I can’t get that horrible The Cardigans song out of my head too.

Cowboys, demons, and an almost-severed pee-pee. Yee-haw!

A Dom that has a lot of money and still comes off like a bloke one can cuddle up to after a shag? Where do I sign up?

Pee-pees and pottery, ooh.

The author seems to believe that the reader has all the intelligence of an amoeba.
