This is definitely one of the more, um, unusual stories I have read this year. Not because of the characters(who are horny as heck) or the plot (which is simple yet sort of fun), but because of the style. I have read several other books by this author, and he tends to err on the side of humor, so I will err on the side of assuming that is what he is doing here. Mind you, I have no proof for that, and I reread the story just to look for it, so all I have to go on is a gut feeling.

I guess the best way to summarize what I think this story is: over-the-top erotica that doesn't take itself too seriously. I mean, two strangers stranded at an airport for a layover ending up in a conference room of the VIP lounge for some intimate fun? You have to admit, that is pretty hilarious!

The title is a fun play on words, with its reference to the Christian virgin Mary, or it could be a reference to the airline Virgin Atlantic and the miracle of meeting a hot guy and having some fun with him. I think it works both ways and did make me chuckle.

All in all: if you enjoy humor and heat in the same story, if you don't mind a bit of (very) purple prose, and if you have always wondered why in the world people need conference rooms in airport lounges - here is your answer!


NOTE: This book was provided by Dreamspinner Press for the purpose of a review.


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