Handle with Care

The blurb and the other reviews do a good job of describing this, so I'm not going to summarize the plot. I hovered between one and two stars and decided on two, because the book is well-paced and kept my attention. But I was rolling my eyes at it a lot. This review is mean, I'm sorry.

Age difference is not my favorite trope in general and I did not really get into the pairing here, but my two major problems with this book weren't about the age difference.

I really should've known I was in for something out-of-touch when the central premise is that a 33-year-old man is having porn DVDs delivered to his house. Would a young-ish guy who works in software really a) pay for porn and b) buy it on DVD? But maybe there are reasons people would do this that I don't understand.

Less forgivably, there are some off-handed comments that really made me uncomfortable:

Tall and dark-skinned, he looked like he'd have fit in better modelling than working as a lowly porter, if it weren't for the gold tooth and long dreadlocks hanging down his back.

A tall, dark-skinned bloke stood backlit by the hallway lighting—the same one I'd seen Ollie with that time I went spying at the ramps. It could only be Omar. He was wearing nothing more than a pair of baggy silk trousers and a ferocious scowl. With his shaved head and hooked nose, he looked like some kind of warrior out of the Arabian Nights.