Sizzle, sizzle, sizzle. Oh my giddy aunt but there’s a lot of sexy-times in this story. Don’t worry, it’s none of the boring kind because if there’s one thing Fiona Riley can deliver it’s scorching scenes. The only thing that made me go hmmm where the times that Savannah and Olivia forget themselves and went at it like rabid weasels in public places. I can understand running the risk of getting caught increases the kink for the peeps involved but I would not like to get an eye-full of oral sex while I’m taking a ride on the ferris wheel (or having a drink at the piano bar…. or taking my kids (if I had any) for a spin on the carousel).

Other than the generous dollop of slap and tickle there is still a plot to enjoy. The ladies meet on the work floor, there is mutual attraction with lots of slow burn flirting and heated foreplay, things need to be on the down-low because of work ethics, plenty of internal struggle about commitment issues and bad experiences with partners in the past and of course the dreaded 80% mark drama-rama (oy gevalt!) where both parties involved take a stupid pill. That’s a star deduction right there.

Room Service is not as polished as Riley’s later work (I hear this was something she wrote before the Miss Match series) but still a very enjoyable experience.

f/f explicit

Themes: work work work, I’m still not quite sure I understand what it is these people are building exactly, something with plants and projections and water features, but whatever it is they do they are good at it, but after work there is play… plenty of play.

4 stars

* This copy was provided by NetGalley and Bold Strokes Books Inc. in exchange for an honest review.