Ah, Kim Lawrence. What is there to say?
The author’s tenuous grip on reality is exposed in the second sentence of the book, when Emilio ties his silk tie one-handed. Now, I’m not going to assert flat-out that such a thing is impossible—I’ve seen TV conjurers do some very impressive tricks—but it’s a curious party piece for a practical businessman to devote extraordinary effort into developing, given that it doesn’t really lead anywhere. There is (spoiler alert) some undressing going on later in the book, and while it is performed with energy and verve, there are no spectacular feats of prestidigitation such as the “Chekov’s Gun” of the opening dressing scene would suggest.
There is no story to the book whatsoever: the hero and heroine are already hopelessly in love with each other before it starts, they merely have to meet, argue, have sex, and get engaged. The hero has no personality at all, just an ill-defined “financial business” that requires both his genius and branches all over the world.
There is no scenery. Madrid might just as well be Mansfield, clothes, cars, people go past largely undescribed.
Wish-fulfillment is probably a necessary element of these books, but a little subtlety would help. “You’ll never have to diet again”. I mean, really, I get the thing about fashion models being too skinny to be actually sexy, I agree fully, but, you know, subtlety....
As with Mrs Lawrence’s other books, everything else is just box-ticking to get to the two things that matter: arguing and sex. The streets of Madrid, the back-story, the secondary characters have all the importance of the topping on the pizza that the porn actor delivers to the bored housewife. She should really write “gonzo romance” where couples just argue and have sex without any justification or explanation whatsoever.
Me, I read them for the arguing. The heroines—Megan here included—are just so gorgeously dotty in their idiotic determination to believe anything but the truth, driving their improbable beaus to hilarious heights of perplexity. I love it.