Ursula Scott was a photographer stuck taking pictures of old, fat men in thongs. Ugh! But she needed to finish these shots for a Valentine composition of Real Men. We don’t want real men.
Meanwhile, the boss’ nephew, Gabe, a private investigator, was trying to figure out who was sabotaging his photography business. Could it be the captivating beauty, Ursula?
I liked Ursula’s bold and snarky demeanor. Still, I thought the reading was kind of long and lagging with some witty retorts.
An okay read.
My rating: 3 stars