Apr 1: “The Unleashed” by Brett Battles, #10 in the Jonathan Quinn series, a suspenseful thriller at 289 pages. Blurb from book: Even those who make bodies disappear for a living need a vacation. To Quinn and Orlando, the offer of a private villa on a quiet island beach sounds like heaven, and they jump at the chance for some family time with their six-month old daughter and
teenage son. At first it seems as though their holiday will be even better than
they’d hoped. The water is warm, the house is beautiful, and the view is
spectacular. But when revenge is in the air, things have a way of going
sideways. Another goodie. But it leaves it hanging on the next job,
errr… next book. Not a cliff hanger per se, but pretty damn close. Great read,
though. Hard to put down. Plus, I just love Quinn and Orlando. Can’t wait for
the next one. Orlando
Apr 5: “Wallbanger” by Alice Clayton, a humorous contemporary romance at 365 pages. Blurb from book: The first night after Caroline moves into her fantastic new
apartment, she realizes she’s
gaining an—um—intimate knowledge of her new neighbor’s nocturnal adventures.
Thanks to paper-thin walls and the guy’s athletic prowess, she can hear not
just his bed banging against the wall but the ecstatic response of what seems
(as loud night after loud night goes by) like an endless parade of women. And
since Caroline is currently on a self-imposed “dating hiatus,” and her neighbor
is clearly lethally attractive to women, she finds her fantasies keep her awake
even longer than the noise. So when the wallbanging threatens to literally
bounce her out of bed, Caroline, clad in sexual frustration and a pink
baby-doll nightie, confronts Simon Parker, her heard-but-never-seen neighbor.
The tension between them is as thick as the walls are thin, and the results
just as mixed. Suddenly, Caroline is finding she may have discovered a whole
new definition of neighborly… I noticed this book at RT last year,
but that was about it. A lot of my friends raved about it, but still, I didn’t
pay much attention. Then I noticed a sale at B&N for buying 3 books for
$30. Well, they had the next two of the Crossfire series (a series I got hooked
on), but I needed a third book for the deal. Then I saw this one. Boy, am I
glad I bought it. It wasn’t anything like I thought (I thought erotica, and
while it has its sexy scenes, it’s not erotica). It’s in first person (not my
favorite), but it’s so funny I didn’t care (the texts going back and forth are
very entertaining). Clive the cat was awesome. Looking for a humorous romance?
Here ya go! San Francisco
Hubby is still in ICU, but only because he has a drain tube sticking out of his neck (I like to call him Frankenstein). As soon as it stops draining, they’ll remove it and send him to a regular room. That, or home. He’s hoping for home and doing the best he can to get that. Can’t really blame him there.
So far Big Red has been cooperating. For how long is anyone’s guess, since I got a scare on Sunday (and e-mailed Dell about it). Dell said they called me (if they did, it wasn’t the number I gave them—my cell), so I have to e-mail them back, but since I’m not at home, I haven’t. Yeah, the hospital has wi-fi, but I don’t feel like dealing with Dell with this slow connection. Again, the timing couldn’t suck more.
So… It snowed here Saturday. And Monday night. And I think we’re under another freeze warning. It’s supposed to be spring, right? Where’d it go? Hope it’s warmer where you are!