Review: More Than Anything

More Than Anything by Natasha Anders
My rating: 0 of 5 stars

#DNF 34%
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I really like the author, but I could not finish reading and I gave up by 30%.
The author made a combination with everything I hate most about the stories.
I did not like the heroine and that ruined all of the story ... I confess I was more interested in the story of her best friend.
The hero also did not please me, so I decided to move on.

Tina knew that she only got invited to the twins’ events these days out of obligation.

He had moved her out to the quiet patio and kissed her. Her first kiss!

Her, Tina Jenson, finally touching beautiful Harrison

It had hurt, of course. She had known it would. But he had been gentle and considerate. It was messier and a lot quicker than she’d expected, over in less than a minute. But she didn’t mind. She knew that next time would be better.

“Man, I can’t believe you fucked Tina Jenson,” the male voice said with an incredulous laugh. She recognized it as Jonah Spade’s voice.

“Fuck, I don’t know if it was worth it, dude. No amount of money could entice me to touch that with a ten-foot pole.” This gem came from Schaeffer Higgins, another elite asshole.

“How did you manage not to puke after fucking that fat freak, Harris? Was it like sticking your dick into a marshmallow?” Jonah asked.

“Soft and gooey, right?” Schaeffer chuckled. “Soft,” Harris said, his voice almost absent as he stared at the lit tip of his cigar. The other guys brayed with laughter, and Tina felt the first scalding tears hit her cheeks.

“Here’s your money, bro—you fucking earned it!” One of the guys tossed a note at Harris, and he stared down at it like it was something completely unrecognizable.

The only way Harrison Chapman would ever want Tina Jenson was if he were drunk or high out of his mind.

Tina felt used and cheap and so, so humiliated. Her heart shattered into a million pieces, and she mourned the loss of the boy she had idolized. A boy she now knew had never really existed.

“If I never see you again, it’ll be too soon, Harris,” she said, her voice quiet. “What you did was despicable, and I . . . I hate you for it.”

Tina was short and overweight with pale, freckled skin and a shock of bright-red hair. Not tall, willowy, blonde, and absolutely gorgeous like her mother, brothers, and father. The cuckoo in the nest. The odd one out.

Tina cursed Greyson for his negligence and disinterest. He had never seemed fully onboard with Libby’s pregnancy. Had missed every single one of her OB-GYN appointments; Tina had accompanied her friend to those.

And though Harris had developed a preference for slender, sporty women over the years, Tina had always pushed his buttons. She looked—and felt—soft and plush.

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