I flounced this book at about 12%.
Heather meets Tony while participating in a speed-dating session that her friend drags her to. While there, she has thoughts like:
What am I really doing here?
Sure, I might have a chance of meeting a guy for a midnight hook-up, but really...speed dating?
And that right there made me think right away that I wasn't going to like this book. I'm not into books (or fics) with girls who hook up with guys the second they meet them and then want to judge them for being slutty. He couldn't stick his dick (anywhere) in you on the first day you met him if you didn't let him. Just an observation.
This story alternates points of view between Heather and Tony, and that really was the downfall for me. I love male-POV, but only if it's done well. Readers should not have to check back at the beginning of chapters to figure out who's talking. Tony sounded exactly like Heather to me. And he used words like this:
...my aching cock wept...
The sensitive helmet of my cock rubs against my underwear...
...the swollen organ...
A bead of come leaks out the weeping slit of my cock and trails down the side.
Ew. Do you know a guy who would say this? Dude, you should get that weeping slit checked out by a doctor. js
Anyway, like I said, I flounced pretty early on, and things might have changed dramatically after that. I don't know. And I didn't care about either character enough to stick around to find out.
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