A sizzling novel takes the reader inside the sexy world of LA's fashion district, where a man's body is his business, and one man's exquisite face and form are about to take him straight to the top, if it weren't for so many secrets swirling about him. Reprint.
Well that was something. Was I entertained? Sure. Was this a groundbreaking novel? Not really. Did the last five or so chapters capture and thrill me? Mostly! Did I only buy this book because it’s gay smut and I found it at a goodwill in Wisconsin? Absolutely. I knew what I was getting into reading this and I’m not disappointed or enthralled by it. I gather this will be passed along to my coworkers and will be a fun time to discuss 😆
While the storyline was pretty good, the constant POV changes were horribly distracting. POV as well as scene changes happened without notice from one paragraph to the next. It definitely needed discernable breaks to indicate passage of time, changes in scene, or a change in POV.
Found this book interesting in the beginnings but that quickly faded and I found it difficult to finish Silly and unbelievable plot twists were ridiculous.
I read a lot of gay (m/m) romances in ebook format and Dave Benbow's Male Model (Oct 2005) was my first print format.
I enjoyed this very much though if a female author had written it, I wonder if I'd feel the same. Male Model is primetime soap in writing. It's over-the-top, lush, very romantic and sensual. Much more touchy-feely than the straight romances I read, I love it that the guys don't take that long to declare their feelings or wear their hearts on their sleeves.
I liked it that Cameron Fuller's wife wasn't portrayed as a total bitch but that she was also a complex figure. I was rooting for Blake all the way from start to end and cheered when Blake's tormenter got his just desserts.
These boys and their guys bitch and scream their way through the book and I loved every insane minute.
While I rather liked the sex in this novel—suitably passionate and raunchy—the speed of it and licentious nature of some of it left me exasperated. Supposedly some characters are so hot looking that everybody who looks at them is ready to drop their pants at a moment’s notice. For people determined to keep their affairs discreet, they aren’t very careful about whom they trust with their secrets. One gay man has been celibate in his marriage and his gay affairs for years. Then he gives it up to a pretty window dresser by attacking the man in his car. Really? We’re supposed to believe that a careful, determined businessman gives it up just like that?
I’m all for heated passionate sex in novels of this type. But a little less sex and more character development would have suited me better. Still, it was fair enough for a novel of this type.