I made a Bad Book Pact with Sarah: If she reads and reviews a Cassie Edwards, I’ll read and review Karen Kay’s Red Hawk’s Woman.
I’m 20 pages into the book, and I’m really not sure how much longer I can last, especially because the book is littered with word misuses like these: “At once, Clark’s teeth stopped chattering, the shaking subsisted, and with a long, scraping breath, the elderly gentleman fell back against his bed.”
This is going to hurt. And not even in a fun, kinky way. More like, “getting my finger trapped in the garage door only to have the neighbor lady run over to help me but after finding out the door was stuck, praying loudly to Jesus to take my pain away instead of running to get somebody else to help free the door” levels of pain and comedy.
Man, the things I do for the Internets….