Royally Endowed - Emma Chase
Err....ummm...How do I say....hmmm
I can't continue this without hating myself. There, I've said it. I WAS WRONG. Sometimes, narration doesn't save it.
I like a lot of mediocre romance more than I should. I tolerate some. But this...
I could not have hated this dumbass heroine more. YES, she's DUMB. She's not spirited, she's annoying. And most of all, she's dumb. How Logan would see anything
All 'Hey, Logan, I'm Valedictorian, then I rent a shit apartment without heat I propose, what seemed seriously, to stick a bonfire pit in there for heat--BUT OPEN THE WINDOW, cause HEY AMERICAN INDIANS DID IT IN TEEPEES.'
I was worried before this, but this was the point at which I felt even Shane East's great narration couldn't keep me going. The doubt was settling in. And settling in heavy. If it was sarcasm, it was not funny.
But, you know I persisted. Things started heating up. Did I understand how Ellie made the miraculous jump from annoying sister to object of desire. NOPE. Dumb plot device after another. Flashbacks that are just that, I still have no idea how they built the story because it was basically just logs of a day or two together without any significant things occurring-generally, and all the the while I'm wondering what the hell is going on in the present?
I frankly don't care anymore. Next time, please Shane East, narrate me doing my laundry instead. It'd be sexier. Way sexier. Or better yet, narrate my husband doing yard work or cooking. Much better. I can imagine it already.