Even factoring in that Tradd Street is Karen White's "trashy" series, it doesn't excuse the overwhelming want of an editor.
The inconsistencies alone (even within just the first book) could take up several pages, but it's not even the most appalling aspect of the books.
Don't get me wrong, her supernatural mysteries are compelling--but they are incredibly easy to pick apart and solve, several chapters before the supposed quick-witted Jack and Mellie put two and two together. Not only are they obtuse in their relationships but also painfully so in solving rather obvious puzzles.
By the third book, Jack's elusive remarks to Mellie regarding their relationship no longer feel enticing or like a slow-burning sizzle, it just feels emotionally abusive. By this point, it is very well established that Mellie needs things spelled out, painfully so. Jack knows this and continues to fuck around with cryptic comments like "we're not done" and leaving her in the dark about his relationship with Rebecca. It's childish--and if this behavior is suppose to help Mellie, the admittedly emotionally-stunted, own up to her feelings and take a chance on him, he's woefully mistaken. He's hardly fostered trust or a sense of safety in their relationship by jerking her around and not modeling good relationship behavior. Mellie is justifiably damaged when it comes to trusting those close to her, and instead of truly understanding that and reassuring her of his commitment, he lies, withholds, and condemns.
Additionally, regarding the end of the book, it's a cheap tactic to create a cliff-hanger. It simply is done to drag out the already painfully long process of these two getting together. If she was willing to say "I love you, I always will, but I can't marry you," I think she's more than capable of saying, "as previously discussed, I'm worried you only want to marry me out of sense of duty. I said 'I love you' and you said, 'I'm sorry.' I can only marry someone who loves me as I love them.'" To which he'd obviously say, "you idiot, I've been in love with you for two years. Let's get hitched." Karen White's dialogue requires too much suspension of reality that's it's physically painful.
And can we talk about proportionality here? The weight of Mellie *finally* owning her feelings and communicating them to Jack far outweighs the withholding of the fact that Marc Longo stole his book idea--which, honestly, they have to be two of the stupidest people not to have suspected that since Marc first mentioned his book, in the second Tradd Street novel. They have only themselves to blame. And coming from a guy who lied to Mellie and misrepresented himself for most of the first book, it's beyond hypocritical for him to get all high and mighty about her poor call in judgment and timing.
Finally, please, PLEASE stop writing about the plumber's fucking butt crack. We get it. He's a stereotypical cartoon plumber whose pants are too low and whose butt is too large.