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247 pages, ebook
First published August 26, 2011
is a funny book, with tonnes of good-natured banter and sly flippant humour but as Bill Maher recently discovered, great comedy is a trifecta of timing, content, and delivery.I think we know that even a great comic can and has been derailed by the content of their act.
This book, for me, was let down by Trevor, what with the constant derision of Zoe's looks, hair, weight, clothes etc. Yes, he eventually sees the error of his ways but by which time I had lost all interest.
Oftentimes, I found myself laughing AT Trevor rather than with him; just as I felt overwhelmed by the constant reference to the "Bradford appetite for food" or the "Bradford looks" then my favourite, the "Bradford studs". 🙄🔫
Oh for the love of all that is holy and snickers ice cream, I wanted to bludgeon someone (preferably myself) but happily, I sailed through with no injuries. To avoid even the possibility of girl slapping myself, I'm refraining from the other books in the series.
"Does no one care that she just manhandled me?" Trevor demanded, facing the men who should be properly outraged on his behalf.Perfection is the second book in R.L. Mathewson’s Neighbor From Hell series and again, one helluva funny read. Like the first book, this one has laugh out loud dialog, romance, holy hell it's hot in here heat, and I couldn’t put it down!
Jason snorted. "As long as brings me food, she can bitch slap you and call you spanky."
Trevor narrowed his eyes on the men who dared laugh at his pain.
Betraying bastards.
You're a Bradford... We always fuck up
“We all fuck up when it comes to our women and you will too. The key is to make her love you more than you piss her off,� Jason added. “It’s a very delicate balance.�
She also wasn’t the type of woman who made men drool, besides him, and got the attention of every guy in the room, but that was okay because none of them should be fucking looking at her anyway.
5 "perfectly imperfect" Stars.
This wasn't going to last anyway. He'd have ended things in another fifty or sixty year with her. He'd never wanted anything permanent with her so this really didn't bother him. This was fine.