I am finally getting around to reading Twins for the Teacher and it's appropriately formulaic. And bad...had I mentioned it's bad? It's bad.... and unintentionally hilarious.
I think you deserve to hear the "best" lines, the most amusing bits. I've waded through the Harlequin trash and unearthed some gems. I'm like a mine sweeper, clearing a literary path (um....yah. Something like that.). Anyways, here's tonight discovery:
Hank's presence had unsettled her. He was to attractive for his own good, like a sweet displayed in a bakery window. To bad she couldn't indulge.
Oh, Jolie! Give it time. Hank is still getting over his wife who died of ovarian cancer. Methinks you and Mr. Friesen will be getting it on soon enough.
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i'm disgusted! and not at the fact you're reading this book. that's another comment for another post. how dare these harlequin publishers allow the tarnishment of your neighborhood bakery! i'll never be able to look at a pastry case again.
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