The author’s writing reminded me of Kennedy Ryan’s, but I still couldn’t wait to get this book over with. I can get with an enemies to lovers trope, but the basis of the animosity has to make sense to me and theirs didn’t. While there were other layers to the story, Dom and Sloane’s initial dynamic was really enforcing that ‘boys are mean to you because they like you’ vibe that I hate, and even the following passion and pleasure couldn’t really make me forget that.

The plot dragged and didn’t have to be 400+ pages. I had to start skimming through some parts to get past the oversentimental dialogue, excessive smut, and miscommunication but liked the ending.