I'm listing this under historical-fiction because one of the leads uses a modem.
You know what I liked about this book? Monroe wrote some pretty horrible archetypal couple that fans of romance always bitch about but no one really writes anymore; the totally cold and should-call-the-police-on hero and pussy heroine. It was so old school cliche that it totally came off as avant-garde to me. I knew what was going to happen but I was interested in seeing how these characters go about it.
It's one of the FEW of these little romance novels I could ever finish.