Marrying Mr. Wrong (Dirty Martini Running Club #3), by Claire Kingsley
Marrying Mr. Wrong by Claire Kingsley My rating: 3 of 5 stars Oh, well, from the lofty heights of Obama’s presidential memoirs which I enjoyed , I went on to read this. I needed a short moment of pure escapism and easy-going reading: “Please excuse me for a moment while I disengage my brain!” For that purpose, this novel worked well enough - albeit not perfectly but we’ll come to that. Anyway, this is the third instalment of a loosely connected series about the romantic endeavours of a group of twenty-somethings (I guess). It started out well with Everly’s romance with her boss (Calloway) and now we’re reading about Sophie, Everly’s successor as Calloway’s personal assistant, who meets Camden Cox, a notorious womanizer. Sophie and Cox end up in Vegas where they “accidentally” marry each other in a drunken stupor. The remainder of the book is - expectedly - about how they find out they don’t want a divorce. The ensuing chaos is amusing enough; ok, everything is cliché...