I'm not sure how this ended up in my "to read" pile, but as I've been working through them, I grabbed it for a trip to Las Vegas. That was just about right. I had no idea it was a Harlequin novel going in, which would normally have been enough to just dump it on a "free book" pile. But on a plane with nothing else to do, well, it got read. It wasn't bad for mindless drivel, the sexy scenes weren't the worst I'd ever read. I did question a 25-year-old virgin, I was aghast at the trope that puts a good girl in slutwear and helps her find the love her life, and the immediate love at first sight thing was really just sort of boring. I like romance stories with a little more meat, no matter how much beefcake. In the end, I left it in a bathroom at BWI with a "free to good home" note on a night when huge storms meant delays and cancellations, so I hope it helped someone endure a tedious airport wait.