My rating: 4 of 5 stars
This was more like 3.5 stars for me. And I’ll tell you why in a moment.
This is the story of Estelle (Elle) and Oliver. Estelle is coming off the death of her fiance, Wyatt, a much older man who on the surface seemed perfect. It’s been a year, she selling their house, and is trying to move on. Welcome in Oliver. Oliver is Elle’s brother’s best friend. He’s also the guy she’s been trying to get over for so long…
But in the process of getting over him, he manages to get back into her life. And so begins the tale of a sweet and spicy romance.
This typically is one of those books–a total romcom type–that I just love. They have this chase, they have this past that gets told, they get together. But then they fall apart. But then they get together to fall apart…and it was so back and forth.
I get wanting to keep the tensions high until the very end in a romcom/romance story. But it felt like it was stuck as a repeating decimal, flickering back and forth between 1 and 5 before finally settling on a three and a half at the HEA, because that ending saved it from a one. I just didn’t like feeling like Elle and Oliver were moving forward only to keep falling back. Now if there had been more tension with Elle’s brother Victor–Vic already told his friends to NEVER date her or suffer a death unlike any known to man–that I would get. But that was only a few pages. Meanwhile, Elle and Oliver were just back and forth of are we/aren’t we … the repeating decimal.
Sorry for the nerdism/mathematical metaphors…I just didn’t know how else to describe it.
I do recommend this for a quick read…maybe a beach read. It’s not a bad story at all. Just felt like I was riding a yo-yo for half the book…and not in the typical good way. My opinion only.