Moonlight, Mistletoe, and Mary by Leenie Brown
Excuse me, brother and sister, have you recited your prayers to the great Saint Austen?

Excuse me, brother and sister, have you recited your prayers to the great Saint Austen?

Ooh, this one is almost a four-oogie ballpark-knocker. Almost.

Fiction about gay guys, in ways that women wish all gay guys would be.

The heroine is one of the worst wretches I’ve come across in a while. Reject with prejudice!

I can’t help thinking of a particularly mean line from Ingrid Michaelson’s Boys Chase Girls while reading this.

It’s a fun ride while it lasts, which sadly isn’t long enough.

Our heroine asks our hero to help keep his cousin away from hers, so that her brother can end up with her cousin instead. Don’t ask.

The romance only happens in the late third of the story. Why? Who knows!

With a title like that, how can the story end up being so dull?

Yay, a genuinely smart heroine and… a cruel POS of a hero. Damn it!
