Meet Dalton Moss: quick-witted, impulsive, aggressively unambitious; a halfhearted assistant to a Hollywood events planner, she has a penchant for dive bars and abusing her mother’s credit card.
Meet Dalton’s boyfriend, Roman: charming, intellectual, worldly; he lands in L.A. just long enough to slip a two-carat diamond on her finger before flying right off again.
Now meet Dalton’s other boyfriend, Jeremy: perfect in his imperfection, surly in his attraction to her and can match her beer for beer; she doesn’t want to love him, but can’t help herself, despite Roman—and despite Jeremy’s other girlfriend.
Confused? So is Dalton.
Now that she’s engaged, twenty-five-year-old Dalton figures she should temper her fiery, furtive relationship with Jeremy. After all, this is her chance to shed her bad-girl habits and live happily ever after. It’s a no brainer: Roman’s offering a rescue from her drowned existence in L.A. But Jeremy could be her twisted ticket to wonderland. She’s been holding out for a crushing feeling, a love like that, but will she figure out which man she has it with before she loses them both?
OK, I have to say I really did not like this one. The characters are so vile and bitchy, so completely disrespectful of one another. Not a world I'd ever want to be a part of! I kept pushing myself to finish the book hoping that it would get better, but sadly, no. The one amusing part is that Roman is living in Yaounde, Cameroon. That is where my sister lived for a while and met her husband. Her version of that place is *really* different than the stereotyped version in this book!
Possibly one of the worst chick lits I've ever read, awful characters, the whole thing was just awful and trying way too hard.. Cannot believe there are actually supposed to be people like these out there, blah!