I cannot remember when was the last time I read a chic lit. Maybe during my student days which is quite some time ago considering that I am now age more than a quarter of a century! So when I saw Meg Cabot's The Guy Next Door on Mommy Eryna's desk last Friday, I borrowed it from her right away. I finished it on the same night although I was initially planned to read it slowly on Saturday. Greedy me!The verdict:
I managed (no one forced me to read it so "managed" is not quite the word to describe my Friday's night bookorgasm) - found the word! - was so high that I bookorgasmly devoured its content in less than 3 hours! What?! 3 hours is too long?! Okie, okie. I was distracted in between the reading because I go up and looked outside everytime Shorty was barking, or when LouLou meowed.
The actual verdict:
A nice book - just what I need for a light, relaxing night. It is a page turner for sure, because whenever I stopped at a paragraph, I was so eager to know what will be the next thing. But the story is getting more predictable towards the end... Funny, bitchy, dark characters are all in it. I guess I had too many Mills & Boons during my younger days to had guessed the ending. Now, I am gearing up for another bookorgasm because I can't wait for Friday!
