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
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