5 infuriatingly short Stars
Where to start? Where. To. Start.
Perhaps I should start with the awesomely hilarious inner monologue of Addison – our fearless heroine. Or perhaps I should start with the huge crush I already have on Brady, the womanizing doctor who also happens to be Addison’s best friend. Or perhaps I should start with the fact that I will NEVER be able to go in for another GYN appointment with a man EVER AGAIN. At least not without thinking about the seminal scene from this book. Ridiculous and hot and fantastically inappropriate. Perfectly written.
Maybe I should start with the fact that I was only a handful of pages into this book when I realized I was hopelessly sucked in. And that within an entirely too short period of time, I was at the end – screaming for more.
Or maybe I should start with how Addison so lovingly shared her sexual frustration with me because while there is no shortage of potential book boyfriends in this book, there’s no actual SEX. A whole lot of delicious teasing, but neither Addison, nor I, got off.
Oh, I know, I’ll start with how there is something building in this story. Something that could either complete Addison or shatter her. I don’t know which, but I want to know. Oh, lord, do I WANT to know. As soon as possible.
No matter where I start, the fact remains that this story is masterfully crafted. Funny and sexy with interesting and authentic characters bursting with life. And I suggest you start by picking it up. Right. Now.
*This review was originally published for Wicked Women Book Blog*