I'd do nothing but reading if I could (ok, maybe eat some great food, buy some fancy shoes between two books...oh, and spend some quality time with the gorgeous guy I married while I am on reading-break anyway...)
I actually find this to be rather depressing.
The heroine (1st person narrator) is an Alcoholic (AA) and a therapist. A strange mixture if you ask me - not the best profession for someone unstable I would think, but ok.
She doesn't have a good relationship with her family, no friends outside AA as far as I can see, her "boyfriend" isn't exactly dream material either, and the hinted love triangle with her boyfriend and her boss looks annoying from the start.
And what's with all those special looking into each other's eyes? She does it with a violent stalker of one of her patients (prey-predator) and with the boss (hidden passion).
I am really not sure where the humor is supposed to be in this?
There is no sarcasm, no banter, nothing.
Not interested in the "suspense" part either.