Bad, bad writing. REALLY bad writing.
Jane reviews Knight Moves, a piece of softcore pseudo porn so bad that... well, see for yourself:
My eyes fly wide. “How did you know I came three times?”
He grins wider. “Your lady-softness told me herself when she was wrapped round my codpiece.”
The comments are almost as hilarious as the review itself. And now I'm seriously tempted to buy that book, if only to die laughing.
My eyes fly wide. “How did you know I came three times?”
He grins wider. “Your lady-softness told me herself when she was wrapped round my codpiece.”
The comments are almost as hilarious as the review itself. And now I'm seriously tempted to buy that book, if only to die laughing.