Love Minus Eighty is the story of billionaires using innocent young women for sex: that whole rich alpha male thing. Reading like this can be a chore unless you’re blessed with a really good book, and this, I believe, is just that: it was one that occupied my thoughts when I was unable to sit down and read, one I genuinely looked forward to coming back to, and one I intend to revisit under better circumstances, when I’m free to stay up a bit longer, and stop at that most convenient of places. To read this book I had to pinch ten minutes here, twenty minutes there, often with long breaks in between. Those two months featured far too much in the way of hospital time for me and those around me, and there were plenty of other little dramas to intrude on my reading time. Will McIntosh’s Love Minus Eighty took me almost two months to read from start to finish. You sit up late, just waiting for that “convenient place to stop” when you know the only convenient place to stop is at the end. Sometimes you start a book and you can’t put it down. Keith Brooke enjoys love in a cold climate
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