The only person I actually really liked in this book was secondary character Magda, the heroine's, Marjorie's, friend and colleague. Nearly everyone else left a lot to be desired - the men in particular. All the time I was reading, I kept having the strong feeling that David, the Dom of the title, seemed rather to be dabbling in the D/s scene. Rather than seeming enigmatic, for me he came across as arrogant and rather unpleasant. The story's basis was that bestselling author David is flirting with signing up with a small publishing house. His signing on the dotted line is dependent on editor, Marjorie, courting him satisfactorily - which after half-heartedly demurring she agrees to. I really failed to see what she found so fascinating about him and felt she deserved better. On a trivial issue the name Marjorie felt unsuitable - or to put it bluntly, so *not* the stuff of romantic heroine material (please forgive me any Marjories out there!).
After one false start, I worked out the little "best friend from Cambridge" riddle that ran through the storyline. Incidentally, why do characters in books (and films) with a British university education always have to be Oxbridge graduates? Never mind - on the plus side the author's British characters got the lingo spot on which is great. I appreciated the fact that the writer took time to really develop the character of Marjorie and let her have a happy ending. However, I have to admit it was a bit of struggle at times to keep engaged with the characters and the reason eventually revealed for a lot of David's behaviour just had me thinking, "How dare he?" and added to my negative attitude towards him. I think this is a case of "it's not you it's me" as this is by no means a bad book, it is very well written and worth trying. It just did not satisfy me.