Tea for Two by Cathy Maxwell and Liz Carlyle
Innocence, innocence, innocence is so-ooo-ooo-ooo awesome, so if you are not an innocent woman, too bad.
Innocence, innocence, innocence is so-ooo-ooo-ooo awesome, so if you are not an innocent woman, too bad.
I have a complex love-hate relationship with this one.
Don’t get too excited. This one doesn’t buck the trend much.
The author doesn’t seem to know what a gem she has in the heroine.
The hero runs roughshod over the heroine, and it’s not fun to see the tire tracks.
The heroine is great, but the hero is an ass. They end up canceling one another to give a meh story.