The only thing six months of undercover work have gotten FBI Agent Tony Driscoll is a chronic case of the hots for Blythe Smithers - an itch he definitely decides needs scratching. Blythe’s been waiting for Mr. Right, but what harm is there in a little fling with the sexy massage therapist while biding her time? A tryst turns into teamwork as Tony and Blythe search for smuggled diamonds - a fortune someone is willing to kill to possess. As love nudges lust aside, can Tony and Blythe live long enough to enjoy it?
This was so bad it was almost funny. First - the narrators voice is mono-tone. Boring and drove me crazy. The storyline - if you could call it that - was basically an amateurish detective story strung between prolonged, multiple sex scenes so far beyond the scope of reality it was ridiculous. What was supposed to be sexy and erotic was almost comical in it's overdone orgy style. Not to mention if a professional FBI agent is doing in his office what this dude is - he should be fired. These two can't seem to go more than 5 minutes without sex. After awhile it just becomes a yawn...save your money/credits on this one. So much for trying out a new author - whew I'll take a pass.
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