Plot overview: Quirky, snarky Greer takes a job without realizing that her new boss is a) the guy she insulted the previous evening, and b) her new next door neighbor. Hilarity ensues. It’s a enemies-to-lovers, opposites-attract romance.
If the book was poorly written, I’d feel OK about DNFing it. But that’s not the case. The writing here is great. The dialogue is hilarious, the side characters are great, I adored Trent, the hero, and it hits on some of my all-time favorite romance tropes. Where the book totally lost me was Greer, the heroine. Here are some of the ways in which she chapped my ass:
Then there was the fact that Greer and Trent’s good friends decided to keep secrets from the couple for no good, apparent reason, other than their own amusement. That kind of made them seem like jerkoffs, too, and up until that point, they’d seemed like good folks, so it didn’t ring true for me.
So, there it is. Yet another example of a book everyone but ME loved. I’m so, so alone...
Does this book contribute to or help crush the romance stigma?
It’s not stigma-y at all. I just hated the heroine with the heat of a thousand suns.
Other reading suggestions