And with that Erin McCarthy basically drops the mic...or pen, and waits for our well-earned applause. Here's the blurb:
Katrina’s Lesson in Social Media Disasters or How Technology Can Bite You In The A**I opened this eBook trying to decide whether to read it or two others. I never got to the two others because McCarthy pulled me in from her first sentence and didn't let me go. At least not until the hero and heroine had sex. After they boinked, they got stupid.
Katrina Phillips is an expert social media manager. But that doesn’t mean she can’t make mistakes. Horrible, hide-in-your-closet-forever mistakes... like accidentally syncing her BootyBook app with her online profiles.
Blammo. Now everyone in the world can see who Katrina has dated and how they rated in appearance, sexual performance, and (OMG) detailed descriptions of their manly parts! Now her phone is blowing up with irate exes—and an out-of-the-blue text from the only guy who came close to a perfect score...
Katrina has had a thing for Drew Jordan since forever ago, even if a booze-fuelled one-nighter did destroy their friendship. So why is he suddenly texting her now—and is it because she rated his Sexy Staff Of Manliness as “magnificent”? Now the only way to satisfy her curiosity is to reunite with Drew... and rate him all over again!
This is a BFF turned lovers story; a trope I love. But I'm finding too many stories of BFFs who understand each other completely when they're in the friend zone, but then as soon as they cross the bedroom threshold they are plagued with BMs and TSTLs.
Don't get me wrong, this book is a DELIGHT. I'm just looking for another take on this trope. A take where the problem isn't a sudden lack of understanding or miscommunications.