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Andrew Gabriel andrewgsm — My second favorite book! A must read!

Fiona Kydd _iona_ydd — Heroine dislikes hero on sight, he decides she's some kind of gold-digging slut. He blackmails her into bed. She acknowledges that he is basically paying her father to have sex with her. They have sex. He says things like "Take off all your clothes or I'll take them off for you" and "You agreed to be my mistress, and the only choice you have left is the one I just gave you". Rather than revolted (my reaction), she's apparently without any qualms, and strips down and pirouettes. After stupendous sex (a 'one-way ticket to the stars'), she's saying things 'teasingly' and commenting that he's a 'magnificent lover and she only wishes she had known what she was missing, so she hadn't waited so long.' Cliches like the woman commenting on the spectacular view, and the man, gazing at her, agreeing, create glaringly obvious signposts to the romance, but instead of establishing a convincing positive relationship, they just bore. A few romps in the sack and one dinner date after the initial blackmail conversation, and she's getting chest pains (at least, I think that's what "pain pierced like a knife in her heart" means) from a bottle of perfume and a black hairband in his medicine cabinet. Because of course she's in love. And of course he must be cheating on her. The keen intellect that got her the job as a researcher at the British Museum is thus frequently on display. /sarcasm. When she gives him a jealousy-fuelled lecture on his alley cat morals, he experiences a few moments of chagrin, but then remembers he has another woman in Milan, and shrugs it all off. Indiscriminate whoring is so hawt. But I'm too harsh, because of course he won't be able to do it with someone other than the heroine. And he'll be busy looking distracted and being insufferable to all of his underlings. He's the hero - he's got conventions to fulfill! If he doesn't do those stereotypical things, how will we know he's in looovvve? The sex-for-money element is so blatant and dealt with as if it's not problematic at all, the characters written so completely unattractively, the dialogue so clunkily (probably not a word), that this book is just leaving me with a sour taste in my mouth. I like Harlequin Presents - I like the tendency to be melodramatic and I often even enjoy the alpha-hero-who-has-to-learn-to-not-be-a-jerk, and I can tolerate a secret baby, but this book exemplifies the worst of what can happen when a laundry list of conventions are bundled together, without well-written characters and plot.