Name: confessions of a serial dater (en Inglés)
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Author: Cunnah, Michelle
ISBN: 9780060560379

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Formato

Libro Físico

Autor

Michelle Cunnah

Editorial

William Morrow & Company

Año

2005

Idioma

Inglés

N° páginas

310

Encuadernación

Tapa Blanda

Dimensiones

20.2 x 13.7 x 2.0 cm

Peso

0.25 kg.

ISBN

0060560371

ISBN13

9780060560379

Categorías

Ficción literaria
Novelas de amor contemporáneo
Ficción humorística

confessions of a serial dater (en Inglés)

Michelle Cunnah (Autor) · William Morrow & Company · Tapa Blanda

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Reseña del libro "confessions of a serial dater (en Inglés)"

Another great tale of love gone wild from author Michelle Cunnah, a favourite voice of Avon Trade fans whose loveable characters are creating a stir.A good relationship is like a pair of comfortable shoes, right?At first, they may pinch and squeeze, but with time (and blisters) they mould to your feet for a perfect fit.Rosie Mayford isn't sure she believes this theory-after all, she takes a size eleven wide, so she has first-hand experience of the trials and tribulations of finding exactly the right shoes. She's praying finding the right man won't be nearly that hard. With the "help" of her meddling family and friends, it's not, even if she partly found a Mr. Right just to get them off her back. But now what? Rosie and Jonathan couldn't be in more different places in their lives, and they are about to find out just how exhilarating-and disastrous--a mismatched love affair can be. Will they get to the part where they're broken in and life is nothing but great sex and comforting hugs, or will one of them get sent off in scorn like a pair of too-small stilettos that felt okay in the store? What do you do when Mr. Right gets the timing wrong?