I have basically two critiques of this book (and it's almost entirely a reflection of being spoiled by two specific romance authors).
1) The sex to plot ratio was off. I wanted more about the ghosts. How was that not the most interesting thing happening??
2) So much of the conflict that drove this book could have been resolved by people opening their mouths and saying words to one another.
I could have handled 1, but 2 drives me bonkers. Which is irritating because the bones of the story of two nerds making their respective fields of study into a home would have been lovely. I just...ugh. Why must everything annoy me?
Having said that, the pun in the title was hilarious and Cornell Collins slayed at the narration, as always.