I was just going to slip in another read by this author without much note taking or the like but . . ..

Story opens with an overly emotional Catie arriving to help her mother reorganize her mother's garage. Overly emotional? She arrives, sees another car in the drive way, becomes enraged, and starts pounding on her car steering wheel. And, apparently her car horn. Then, when she actually makes it up to the front drive and runs into her mother coming out the front door, her mother immediately notices that Catie looks ill. Or warm. Or something.

Then before Catie could scream with rage and ask who that unknown car belonged to, a gorgeous woman appears behind Catie's mother. Catie then proceeds to drool, become even warmer, and spend an inordinately large amount of time mentally undressing this other woman while standing directly in front of her mother.

Seriously? How . . . immature is this Catie anyway?

By the way, I'm not reading into things or the like: When she spots this other woman: "She pictured undressing the stranger and having her way with her. The air was cool, but she was burning up with desire." (Kindle Locations 45-46). Then, when learning this was a former babysitter: "At the sound of her name, Catie’s jaw dropped and her eyes widened. Perspiration trickled down the small of her back." (Kindle Locations 47-48).

I'd have a different impression of Catie if her weird moodiness had started after seeing the gorgeous woman, and especially if it started after learning this was the former babysitter who got her to swear off men. But, no, she was a moody hothead before that.

Okay . . . then Denise, this former babysitter, started giggling and drooling over Catie right in front of Catie's mother. So . . . . maybe I just don't understand how humans work? That's probably it.

Denise gave in. “I want you to fuck me as long as I can fuck you twice as long. I bet you taste sweet. Will you let me taste you, Catie? I can teach you so many things.” (Kindle Locations 101-102). - I do not understand this comment. Mostly the last part. Though that first sentence was a doozy. Catie's a 28 year old who has known she was a lesbian since she was 8. So, 20 years. Denise probably could teach her things but . . . the way it was worded was just really odd.

Fucking hell. So, they oddly decide to immediately jump each other right when the mother left. Then . . . spend pages and pages of both saying things like "I'm so going to show you what I can do" "shut the fuck up already and kiss me" "oh, I'm so going to kiss you, shush, just wait, I'm so going to show you what I've want to do for twenty years." etc. etc. What the fuck? Fuck each other already. Shesh. You've already leapt into pouncing on each other at the first opportunity, now you are both just going to talk? And talk and talk and talk? Fucking hell.

I'm so bored of their talking I spent time mentally doing math. Catie's 28. Denise is 38. There. See. I can do math. And back to . . . lots and lots of talking. "damn you are hot" "touch me" "oh, I am going to do so, but I need you naked" "I'm not stopping you, here, take this off" "damn fine looking woman you are". gah.

Well. That kind of pulled me up and out of the story a little bit. Shaving off your pubic hair is kinky? Hmms. ( )