Can a girl who dons diamonds for a living find true love, her purpose in life and realize there's more to life than spending time at the spa?

Duped twice by men already, Morgan Millard is not about to make the same mistake a third time. Could George Gentry, the smug lawyer with abs that make Mr. Universe look emaciated, tempt her to trust one more time? If she does, she could find herself in an orange jumper, looking pretty through iron bars. She can't be arrested because she fell for a guy who "wears charm like expensive cologne," but for lying to the government? That's a whole different matter.

Initially, readers may have trouble bonding with Morgan in this second book in the Spa Girls series. But, with the right amount of whining, introspection, pathos, intelligence and humor, this book and its heroine eventually win over readers -- thanks to the author's talent. (Apr., 256 pp., $13.99)
Reviewed by: 
Bev Huston