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I am a voarcious reader who resents the time she spends sleeping and working as it leaves less time for my kindle

Currently reading

American Gods
Neil Gaiman
The Dream Hunter
Sherrilyn Kenyon
Sherrilyn Kenyon
Taking Chase
Lauren Dane
Don't Let Go
Marliss Melton
Annie Nicholas
Second Grave on the Left
Darynda Jones
Last Man Standing
Cindy Gerard
One for the Wicked
Karina Cooper
Kill Shot
Liliana Hart
Matchplay - Dakota Madison 2.5 stars

Oh wow this hits all of my previously identified New Adult/Young Adult checklist:

1. Written in the first person POV – check, although not done badly

2. Obsession with describing clothes, hair and make-up of all protagonists – check, although not annoyingly so

3. Angst - parental abuse, ex-boyfriend abuse, mad stalker, rape victims, death of first boyfriend, substance abuse, death of mother from cancer, in the witness protection programme (I made that one up but I bet there's one out there) – check

4. Arts - one of them is a dancer or a musician or a singer and/or a tattoo artist - check

5. Tattoos and/or piercings generally – don't think so

6. Both protagonists being, quite frankly, as thick as pig shit. These books take mutual misunderstandings to a whole new level of "he said, she said" when in most instances by page 50 anyone with half a brain would have said "hey, what are you talking about, I didn't stand you up/leave you/sleep with your best friend" and that would be that! - there's a bit of this but not much

7. Usually explicit sex scenes and/or obsession with the heroine's so-called V-Card - check

8. Having stupid names – no one in these books has a name like John Brown – checkRainy Dey ! Rainy Dey FFS

9. The guy giving the girl a stupid nickname - check Sunshine (get that, she's called Rainy Dey and he calls her Sunshine?)

10. Someone has oodles of money – enough for a teenager to buy a house/car/engagement ring – check

11. Some sort of stupid bet – check

So, I hated Rainy Dey, all she ever seemed to do was watch Aaron do nothing, then she would run away crying, over and over again. Aaron needed to grow a pair – he started the book as the boy who had everything and ended it as a weak, needy, cry-baby, slightly creepy, obsessive who got pushed around by everyone.

And really, in this day and age would a group of wealthy privileged boys have a stupid competition to see how many girls they could sleep with? And would they be able to keep it quiet?

Evan was a complete tool in the book until the very last minute when I could almost hear the cogs turning in the author's mind, "Hey, I could do a sequel, and I could make it about Evan" (I don't know if she has, but I suspect it).

The book ended so abruptly I was actually expecting it to end on a cliff-hanger but no, all was forgiven in the space of what felt like two pages.

Going back to special forces romances – formulaic in a different way!