I tried reading Please Don't Stop the Music by Jane Lovering. I gave up on it. My first turn off was the excessive English (as in from England) jargon. I couldn't understand half of what the characters were talking about. My second one is that the lead guy is scrawny and little. If I'm going to invest the next couple of days reading a romance then the guy needs to be someone I would lust for.... and Honey, that ain't it.