What’s the lightest, most “fluff” kind of book you’ve read recently?
That would be Finger Lickin' Fifteen by Janet Evanovich. This is the fifteenth (duh!) installment of Evanovich's popular Stephanie Plum Series. I am a huge fan. The series is hysterical and there is always a hint of romance and some sexy scenes between Stephanie and Morelli or Ranger, whichever one she isn't currently pissed at. Finger Lickin' Fifteen deals with a dead celebrity chef that Lula (Stephanie's sidekick) saw beheaded by two hoodlums. Lots of laughs and much adventure on their way to solve the whodunit. The only sad part of this installment for me, would be less intimate encounters with her two main men!