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With The Power Of Vasilii I couldn't suspend disbelief that a businessman or woman would hire someone as an employee inspite of (or is it despite?) the fact they perceived the potential new hire to be guilty gross misconduct in their personal life and couldn't hide the personal contempt for their lack of morals. Of course, since this is a harlequin romance - the employee in question is innocent of the sexual misconduct charges laid against her - and the hero and heroine find their HEA; but I couldn't bring myself to care enough to finish reading the story (for the record I got to page 35 before I deciding to put down the book).
With It Happened One Christmas my limit for characters falling in love after a couple of days of lust and a few years apart had been reached and I couldn't suspend disbelief that in the six years they had been apart the heroine hadn't been able to get over the hero to attempt to have one decent relationship before miraculously by fate finding one another again and their HEA. Although I give her credit for having the figurative balls to become a female Don Juan (I hate the sexual double standard and already tossed it out the window and set it on fire...) - my lack of connection while reading the first 80 pages of the book didn't convince me this particular Leslie Kelly would get any better for me. (My enjoyment of Maureen Smith's Inferno confirmed my personal suspicion I should quit reading IHOC because unlike IHOC I enjoyed her latest Wolf Pack installment from beginning to end and didn't want the story to end...)
No harm no foul though as far as I am concerned since both books were library book reads.