This was delightful in a lot of ways that mattered, though it didn’t quite “get there” in others.
Let me explain.
The premise is wonderful. Uptight, prickly (practically virginal) Clara moves across the country because she has a crush on a childhood friend. He promptly up sticks and leaves her with a guy who is sub-letting his apartment. Josh, the sub-letter, is a porn star. Not only is he a porn star, but he’s gorgeous, believes that the woman should always come first, and is generally a lovely guy.
I mean. So good, right?
Clara and Josh set some House Rules, but as they grow closer as friends and eventually, business partners, the sexual tension is stifling, and Josh even starts to wonder – could this be the real thing?
The problem isn’t immediately quantifiable.
Shenanigans should ensue! For the first little bit, things are great. There’s sexual tension, some banter, a good amount of sarcasm and wit. But when Clara and Josh end up joining forces on a business venture, things went off the rails a bit for me. There’s no… pining. I wanted there to be lots and lots of pining – I mean, they LIVE together, so it’s prime time for some angst.
Regardless, the book is very entertaining and readable. I would recommend to anyone who enjoys a frothy romance with the friends-to-lovers theme.
doves falling 