The first few pages were uneventful, aside from needing a mirror and a line which needed revising 'It's not like I'm beating his door down'...I think it sounds better 'It's not like I'm beating down his door'....Is this just me?
No, my major issue with the chapter is the bar scene and the aftermath in Ch. 5. So bear with me here.
At the bar, she's had an entire pitcher of margaritas, plus beer and then states she wants to step out for some air. K promptly asks, "Are you a lightweight?"
-If they've been friends for so long, K should be aware of her BFF's alcohol consumption and know this is NOT being a lightweight. Secondly, if this is normal behavior, then yeah, I'd see the 'lw' comment. But her actions belie this is anything but 'usual'.
On pg 61, the
On pg 64: Why did her mother tell her 'never trust a man who can dance'? I've never heard this BS before. Who wants to date a lousy dancer? Unless you can't dance either....but I love to dance, so yeah, I don't want to get stuck on the sidelines all the time. Give me a man who can keep up with me on the dance floor:)
Then she sees K'making her move' and seems disapproving there will be 'three or four at breakfast'. Again, SO WHAT? They're 23 or 24; consenting adults. And she's 'shocked' when K moves into a stranger's arms? Again, who the hell cares if she's just met him? As if you're such a good judge of character....and why do you suddenly care if she's up on her safe sex knowledge? Not your problem sweetheart.
And I really take issue with the next morning. She's vomited; passed out; then feels 'mortified' she's in his bed, sans pants. And yet, there is Advil and OJ by her bed, and she thinks the OJ is 'delightful'. Seriously? Every one whom I've asked about this is surprised she's not puking her guts out again. And where the hell is the hangover?
And she's mad because she can't read his mind....and he speaks 'phlegmaticaaly'...she doesn't understand his anger....(let me refresh your memory; you threw up on him!)...who the hell thinks 'my medulla oblongata is not working correctly'???....and berates herself for sleeping in his bed, yet nothing happens? Again, let me refresh your memory....you threw up on him and passed out!!
On pg 70, what is the size of a tennis court? The room or the newspaper? From the way it's worded, I'd say the paper.
Pg 71: Why is she so concerned, all of a sudden, about the fact K might think she's had a one-night stand? K probably thinks 'it's about damn time...'
Why does he sound guilty for ordering breakfast? Or mad at her because her hair is wet? And she says she couldn't locate the dryer. How many hotels has this author been in? They are ALWAYS in the bathroom, and in CLEAR VIEW! It wouldn't be in the bedroom, you idiot!
Pg 72: I've heard that some of this was taken from a certain vampire movie, and some of the conversation is familiar.....
And if someone told my they wanted to bite my lip, I wouldn't find it the 'sexiest thing I'd ever heard'....no, I can think of a lot more!
Same on pg 74. "Once you know the truth, you'll probably never want to see me again..." Dumbass. And why does she jump to the conclusion he's impotent? Oh yeah, that's the first thing I automatically assume when someone's trying to rebuff me (eye roll).
Good God...she has the sudden desire to ask permission to leave the table?? Again, is she FIVE?
And was anyone else grossed out by the fact she uses HIS toothbrush? Eeeeeuuuuuu......and why the hell does she admit it on the next page?
And it 'suddenly' dawns on her....'I've slept with him!' Ummm, no you didn't. You spent the night, yes. But you were passed out, and he was a gentleman. There IS a difference.
And that kiss in the elevator? Do her hands stay pinned above her head even when he lets go?
At this point, I'm ready to stop reading this book. But being the stubborn idiot, I'm plowing through....and yes, took three days off from it.
Currently Reading: Hello Kitty Must Die was a fun read! I really enjoyed it, so go over to amazon and pick this one up:) I'm currently reading The Senator's Wife by Karen Robards. I'm about halfway through it. I need to charge my Kindle; I'm reading a Wendy Zwaduk book and can't remember if it's Learning How To Bend or Right Where I Belong.