She’s mine, I’m coming…
Bebe Hall is a heartbreaker. She’s the it girl of the moment, a partygirl nobody can stop in her path of self destruction. Bebe Hall isn’t the star of her own story.
She’s the star of mine.
My name is Miles O’Reilly. I’m a photographer. An agoraphobic. A millionaire. A womanizer. I’m confined to my apartment. I don’t leave. Ever.
But when she sees me with my latest online conquest in the window of my apartment, my attention shifts to Bebe.
And once I see something I want, I don’t give up until it’s mine.
Peep Show is a 90,000 word novel with themes of voyeurism and dark scenes that may be upsetting to readers. If you are brave enough, come meet Miles. He’s been waiting for you.
Wow! This was a wild ride (literally). Miles and BeBe were a terrible pair. They both had emotional and mental issues that they dealt with in deviant ways. The blurb had me thinking this would be a highly emotional read. What I got instead was a lot of dirty sex. I guess the title should have clued me in. Don’t get me wrong, I love tons of dirty sex but I wanted more from this read. I didn’t really connect with these characters emotionally. I felt like most of the emotional stunners fell flat. Eventually, I had to let go of what I expected this book to be and enjoy it for what it was, an entertaining read with tons of sex.