This novel is perhaps the silliest I've ever come up against and is why I don't usually read romances. I ordered it because of who the author is. I found myself hoping desperately that the guy would indeed turn out to be a serial killer and most grusomely get rid of Berry. The humor was absolutely nonexistent and sophmoronic yes, I know that's not a word. I'm mad at myself because I followed it through to the bitter end. Had to be a very early Evanovich effort because I love Stephanie Plum!