Title: The Bassist Gets Snowed In
Author: Carla Krae
Date: 2022
Publisher: Willowick
Quote: "What kind of moron came up to the mountains in a leather jacket, a sweater, and jeans? He had a guitar case, too."
And he just couldn't bear to let the snow ruin that guitar case, having driven up into the mountains in an old vehicle, which of course broke down, in a pre-Christmas blizzard. The kind of moron who does that is commonly called an Angeleno. (They don't have good heat in their rides, either, because air conditioning is more important in Los Angeles. There are related species in Florida and Texas.)
The kind of moron who takes pity on a man's guitar case, lets him sleep inside the house, and finds him too attractive to allow him to sleep alone, is commonly called a young widow. I despise them. They give all young widows a bad name. Much as we hate sleeping alone, we do not all throw ourselves at any male that passes by. Many young widows have self-control. I met twenty-some other men and waited through a month of strictly business acquaintance before I kissed the other man I've kissed since becoming a widow. I mention this to explain why I find characters like Jen, in this novel, annoying.
But it's a romance, so instead of taking advantage of the young widow and fleeing back to the big city, telling all his band buddies about his lucky escape from the desperate widow who took advantage of his vulnerability on the night of the blizzard, they keep on spending weekends together, tearing off each other's clothes first and then calming down and going out on dates like civilized adults later, for most of a year and then marry each other. That sort of thing happens in romance novels.
Lavish and what some may find off-putting references to body parts means this novel is officially recommended to adults only. I'll go further. Only to readers who have been married long enough to feel a need to spend time remembering their first half-dozen nights of married love.
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