What book is next on your reading list?
I have 524 books on my goodreads want to read list so I guess I have a few to choose from. And while they are in no particular order whatsoever, I think I know what’s next because I just moved it from want to read to currently reading. But I haven’t actually started the reading part yet.
However, whenever the topic of books/reading comes up, I wonder if people will think less of me. I’ve decided that I don’t care, but I don’t like the way some people look down on those of us who like romance.
I mostly read steamy, sexy romance. And the covers look like my two guys that appear at the end of every one of my posts. In fact, Mr. Right (as opposed to Mr. Left who is also Mr. Right but that’s too confusing) is a book cover. I lost my mind when I saw him.
Anyway, yeah, the covers have shirtless guys. Or partially shirtless guys. Or guys in suits which my daughter says are just as bad as shirtless guys which I do not understand. She also doesn’t find the covers I drool over to be sexy as hell. I am seriously concerned that she was switched at birth. (Kidding—she looks just like me.)
I don’t think *all* of the guys look like Greek gods. Wait—I take that back. They all do. But I don’t lose my mind over all of them because I need to also love the face, not just the body. See? I’m a class act. I don’t just go for guys with abs. They have to have something more. And that something more is facial hair.
They need to have facial hair.
Seriously, though, really. Here’s the book I’m reading next. It was released about a week ago, so I guess it’s cutting the 524-book line right to first position.
Laugh all you want. I won’t listen. I’l be lost in my lusty dreams.
Full disclosure: This is not one of my favorite covers. I’m not sure what it is about him, but I’m not drawn to him. I think he has a boy-next-door face, and that never seems to work for me. But look! He’s wearing a shirt! (Oh my god—so is the other guy up there on one of my favorite covers. See? I’m perfectly normal.)
My laptop is filled with gorgeous men like these. If only my lap was filled with gorgeous men like these. (Sorry.) (I admit it—I have a problem.)
p.s. — I’m just barely coming out of the reading rut I fell into a while back. At least I hope I’m coming out of it. I did read one book already this year. It was set at Christmas so I was a little late. And this one is summer so I’m a little early. Hopefully I’ll finish reading it by summer. Stupid reading rut. I used to read these books in a day or two. I was reading, like, three books a week. What happened to me??