If you’re not one of those “I NEED CURRAN/MAD ROGAN INSIDE ME NOW!” people, you may find this one to be on the flaccid side.
The author writes a story of a ho and her man, only to then spends the rest of the story desperating trying to un-ho that wretch.
Ladies and gentlemen, DC has arrived. Bow before your queen.
Julia Quinn aims for more feels over funny this time around, and oh my, the feels. All the feels!
Despite the generic title and crappy cover, this one is one of the more striking stories to cross my way. Why did I wait so long to read it?