The second book in this series was a little better than the first. There was good action and the plot was quite good overall, answering a few questions and giving a slightly better picture of the whole story.
I like how Rhys and Danny are getting closer. And wonderfully, there's a trip to Venice. Fantastic. And of course, the sex scenes are delicious once again.
Sliding his hands underneath my shoulders, he got a grip on me and crawled both of us up the bed until my outstretched arms touched the headboard. “I want you, Danny. Want to fuck you and use you and take you so hard you feel me for days.”
“Mmm…” I moaned against his invading tongue, trying to make my thoughts coherent. “’Kay.”
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So, why am I not rating this higher? I have to be a little strict with myself and not rate it even lower... To explain, I studied art history. And we are here in Venice, one of my favorite cities, where I have been many times.
Rhys mentions that their hotel is near Piazza San Marco. Wonderful.
And then... throughout the rest of the book, Danny keeps talking about St. Mark's Plaza. 🪓🪓🪓🪓🪓
I'm sorry, but I hear a conceited scream in my ear every time I read that. Yes, of course you can translate it, even though I think it's idiotic to translate proper names. But if you have to do something like that, then you should do it consistently throughout a story and not just once here and then there.
St. Mark's Plaza ... seriously, every time I asked myself if we were still in Venice ...
So, I'm still curious about this series, but I'm actually too pissed off to continue reading it right now.