But no…Not Simon, Director of the International House Of Orgasms. “I wanted to level him with my eyes, make him beg for mercy. Goofy dialogue in Caroline’s head, stupid comebacks that could never be labeled witty-It ALL reminded me of how I would write a story. The writing is much like my personality, so I found myself relating to it.

They are obviously attracted to each other, but things have to build, there have to be multiple hot close encounters where the sexual tension is amped up a few notches, making us wait until the oh-so-beautiful build up is to the brink, where things will explode if they get any hotter. There were so many many moments where I had to take a step back and laugh-just enjoy the ridiculous banter between these two. “Beneath the sheet-which was already lower on his hips than should be legal. Then one fateful night, enough is enough and she storms over and interrupts one of his sex-capades, resulting in an embarrassing first encounter and heated words…but mutual attraction. “Fucking Pink Nightie Girl,” he finally concluded. His grin slid off as well as he played place-the-face for a moment. “Fucking Wallbanger,” I hissed, frozen on the spot. Then I saw red as I recognized who belonged to the blue. Tension is at an all time high for Caroline when the lights go out every night-she grits her teeth and ignores it, though-for now. See, this is even more of a problem, because, let’s face it, she hasn’t had an orgasm in forever. Everything is grand until the ‘wallbanging’ starts. So, as you can see, I am a mixed up mess on this particular story.Ĭaroline is a single interior designer, not decorator, don’t get that wrong, who has recently moved into a new apartment owned by her boss. There was a lot of good, though, don’t get me wrong-so much so, that I was smiling like an idiot and clapping my hands together whenever something swoon-worthy would happen-which was a lot. And while I’m still a little giddy about Wallbanger himself, I can’t ignore the fact that there was also a lot that annoyed me as I read. I have had this on my TBR shelf for almost a year, and finally, on one fateful day in Target, I saw it was available in paperback, so I took a chance and bought it. When the opening line is as such, you never really know what to expect for the rest, do you? And so begins this utterly goofy, maddening, and, surprisingly, adorable story.

Wallbanger novel