When I picked up this one I was really in need of some total fluff, but with some wit on the side. Well, this delivered!
I gave it 3 stars because I "liked it", but let me qualify that a bit - this isn't a life-changing read, and it's not the best-written, but it delivered that saccharine-flavored, make-me-happy-for-a-couple-of-hours feeling that I wanted at the time.
There were a couple of things that bothered me. First, check out that dreadful cover. OK, the top half is pretty lickable, but the bottom half is just dire. What on earth did they make that poor cover model wear? The whole point is that the heroine is a va-va-voom sexy but sweet woman, but they've put her into a giant, pink condom, which makes her just look like a smiling fat girl wearing an uncomfortable outfit!!
Secondly, this book is really about a heroine with a weight problem, who can't get over it, with a rather fabulous romance on the side. The romance bit was great (see below), but the heroine was 35, an age more-or-less when I thought most people (myself included, so I know whence I speak) learn to accept who and what they are, and put away the insecurities that others place onto you. I found it painfully sad that this heroine hadn't done that by 35. Maybe that was the point (OK, so I know that it was), but it too long coming and took too long to resolve. I'm stunned the hero stuck around as long as he did, even thought the heroine was a sweetie.
But, apart from those two gripes, there were some things I LOVED about this one. The hero was just fabulous - who wouldn't want Dr. Hunky to come over and give some personal treatment? The heroine was also good, and apart from the weight thing getting stale about halfway through, accurately described women's insecurities about their bodies, and how it can overtake their self-image. Their romance was very believable and how it started was slightly off-center, but incredibly well-written, funny and credible (as far as any romance is credible...).
Also, for the first time that I can remember, I actually like the heroine's friends. I normally don't like the heroine's friends taking up any wordcount in the romances I read, because they generally don't resemble anything I could recognize as a friend. They are too pushy, or too nice, or too shallow, or too perfect, or too flippin' nosy, but these two friends got it absolutely right. They are flawed, rude and a lot of fun, and, THEY DON'T IRRITATE ME!
But most of all, I love, love, love the saucy writing. The syntax is different than American Smut, but it was liberating to read some Aussie Smut, which actually bore more than a passing resemblance to British Smut. It was witty, light, caustic, funny, and so, so true.
Finally, it's actually rather nice to have a heroine who is on the plump side in a romance which isn't a menage or BDSM (don't ask me why, but the romances with the more rounded heroines do tend to occupy those sub-genres, which I've never understood), and although I hate the name of the trilogy ("Big Girls Lovin'"? Oh man, that is so awful) and the cover, I did really enjoy this nice little read.
3 stars.