F**k me. Where do I even begin? The name is Oscar Rose. Most men know me as the sharp-tongued, playboy top sports agent that they all aspire to be. While, on the contrary, most women know me as the English bloke that pumped and dumped them last night. It’s not my fault that I’m addicted to random sex. All I want, at the end of a long day at the office, is a good dram of scotch and a hot legs-for-days to satiate my hungry c**k. It’s not that I think love is a joke; it’s just that I have yet to meet someone that leaves me hungry and wanting seconds. That is, until the ever elusive Jane Smith enters my life. And bloody hell, does she ever make me regret the night I met her. Warning - Part One ends in a double cliffhanger. Play is a three-part serial.
OMG What a brilliant book, but I was unable to find anything else by this author, including the two promised volumes about Oscar Rose. I love this book, it was so well written and for a change written from the mans point of view. I almost choked when 'Jane' left him tied to the bed, then came back to be discovered by Adeline (Housekeeper) the twist at the end was brilliant, but when I tried to join her updates list the link did not work and Amazon online could not find anything else by her.
Very clever and witty but so short that I may of mistaken it for a People magazine article....and a star off for cliff hanger...it's my thing to hate...too much time between "books" and you've lost me. This Oscar is pretty fun too!!!
I chose this rating because this really wasn't a very good book to me. Oscar was real an ego maniac. Pretty much all he did was talk about what he has and his life style. I like the way the ladies did what they did. I'm wondering now was that a set up. I guess I will have to read on to find out.