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 was really in the mood for a funny piece.
But this is so ridiculous and stupid. The heroine is really, really dumb. And obviously quite shallow and materialistic. She has her boyfriend of half a year missing and lusts after the detective.
And she snoops into his salary info (the boyfriend's) and muses about the platinum ear-rings that she nagged him about giving her as a present.