DNF@25%. I am done. I am done with this book. I am done with this series. I don't understand how this could have happened. Lynsay Sands' highlander romance books used to be really good. What changed? Did the writing just go bad, or did my standards just mature over the years? 
 Sigh. Look, one of the things I absolutely hate the most is when the hero has sex with another woman in the book. I don't care if it was just oral or if he hasn't even met the heroine yet when that happened. I JUST HATE IT. But I still give the hero a chance and check if he's still worth it, like Derek Craven in Lisa Kleypas' Dreaming of You. 
 But Greer? Bloody hell. This guy thinks through his penis. 
 Really. I, for the life of me, cannot find any redeeming qualities in this shallow, horny bastard. And I did not appreciate having a long scene showing him getting oral from another woman. PLEASE. CAN YOU NOT? It wasn't even fucking relevant to the story. WHAT GIVES? 
 And oh, there was this scene when Greer first met Saidh, and he got so turned on that he planned to find Milly (the girl whom he has sex with) and imagine that it was Saidh he was screwing: 
 He was now sporting a log under his plaid bigger than the one Milly had raised in the woods. If just looking at the woman caused that, he shuddered to think what her actually speaking might do to him. He needed to get away . . . and take care of the beast poking at his plaid. Maybe Milly could help with that. He could take her from behind, close his eyes and pretend it was Lady Saidh Buchanan he was thrusting into. 
 The feminist in me wants to kill this man. To cut him up and feed him to the bears, Hannibal-style. Seriously. 
 This portrayal of women as a sexual outlet needs to stop. 
 I know that there are a lot of romance novels out there that allow this in the name of historical accuracy, but please can they not make this so blatant? There's always a good way to balance historical accuracy with sensitivity. Ugh. 
 *rage quits*