Eglantine, aka “Harry”, is called in to chaperone the members of a hit band playing a private concert in Greece. Â When she meets the man financing their gig, she senses an immediate attraction. Â And because Harry is a unique and free spirited individual, she has no qualms whatsoever about making her intentions known by using bizarre and hilarious banter that completely catchesÂ Iakovos Papaionannou off guard. Â His name is Greek for “Jacob.” Â She calls him “Yacky.”
This book started off with a bang for me. Â It had me laughing and smiling. Â But then chapter three rolls around and they’re already going at it, sans protection, and convinced they’re madly in love with each other. Â By chapter eighty they’re already contemplating marriage.
And I wanted to hurl. Â I had a hard time a) believing any of this and b) staying interested. Â I wasn’t sure where the plot had to go from here, seeing as that I wasn’t even half way through the book, and frankly I wasn’t really all that invested enough to stick with it to find out.
I put this one aside, unable to finish. Â Perhaps if one goes into it knowing it’s going to be a silly and bizarre fluff read they’ll enjoy it for what it is. Â I, unfortunately, couldn’t.
It’s All Greek to Me by Kaite MacAlister, 326 pgs, 12/6/11
Rating: Shelf of Doom – DNF
Romance: 3/5 Â Â Â Â Â Raunch: 3.5/5