When I was reading this book, it seemed to me that Mary Janice Davidson had some copies of her Undead series and some Bionic Woman screenplays sitting on her desk. What must have happened is that she knocked both of them into an industrial paper shredder, then frantically taped together the resulting pieces and presented them as her latest novel. I love the Undead series, and am passably fond of her werewolf books, but this one was inexcusable. If you feel you must read everything MJD puts out, for the love of God, borrow Hello Gorgeous from someone. Otherwise, you might as well take $14 out of your wallet and throw it out your car window as you speed along the freeway.