Anything that can mix cultural references including Princess Bride and K-pop demon hunters has my attention. This was a fascinating look in to a BDSM club (not my usual genre). There was humor, sarcasm, and a hefty dose of fun. The romantic plot line kind of just happens, they meet, they enjoy each others company ;-) and they end up falling in love more so “off screen” than in the words on the page but this was still a very entertaining and quick read. I felt like a got a lesson in responsible kink play and had many laughs while learning.
Some of my favorite quotes below:
“You’ve never been to a BDSM club before?” She suppressed the hysterical urge to laugh as she pictured her tiny town in Ohio. Two taverns, a roadhouse, and bingo night at the local Methodist church made up the sum total of the available nightlife. “No.” A curious light came into his eyes. “That’s a funny question?” She shook her head and took another sip of liquid courage. “No, but thinking of my hometown having a BDSM club was.” “Ah.” Curiosity
“It takes as long as it takes. It’s important to be thorough, honest, and to remember that at this stage—at any stage, really—'I don’t know’ is a perfectly acceptable answer.” “Right.” Ginger set the pages down.
“He was wandering the streets, faint with hunger,” Simon said from the kitchen where he was plating pizza. “Oliver Twist in designer jeans.” Michael choked on his beer. “I just said I’d been in meetings all day and skipped lunch.” “That’s what I said.”
“Just what are you thinking about, darling?” he asked in a low, amused drawl. “The core message of Mary Shelley’s Frankenstein and its relevance to society today,” she managed, the sarcasm escaping without thought.
Lola exchanged a look with Anna. “Ah, something wrong?” “What could be wrong? I just found out the guy I’m fucking could buy the Cubs with pocket change.” “Pocket change is about what they’re worth,” Anna muttered.
“When we were little, my sister Georgia insisted on naming all the inanimate objects in the house. This is Mabel.” “Mabel, huh?” He grinned. “What did she name the dining room table?” “Princess Buttercup.” He shot her an incredulous look. “You’re kidding.” “The Princess Bride was very big in our house.” “Was the dishwasher named The Great Pirate Roberts?” “No, that was the cat.”
Simon, would you go get Ginger and me a drink?” “You know, you can just say, ‘I want to talk to my friend alone’,” he pointed out. She batted her eyes at him. “I thought I just did.”
He slid the rope that was left on the table up to the far end, then winced and reached down to adjust himself. Watching her contort herself had been…stimulating. “Can you—what are you humming?” “Soda Pop, from KPop Demon Hunters,” she said and kept humming. “Isn’t it a bop?”