The first book didn't need a sequel, but Whitcomb's writing is lovely so I read this anyway.

It was boring. There was none of the tension or passion from the first book. And the turnaround of Billy to a sweetheart just to further the plot and make Helen feel better was pretty nauseating. None of the unanswered questions from the first book (did Jenny get an STD from Billy because of Helen and James, for example) get answered in this one, so most of it is a lot of navel-gazing.

Whitcomb is still a lovely writer. This just felt forced.