A series of chance encounters leads to a sizzling new romance from the New York Times bestselling author of the On Dublin Street series.
The universe is conspiring against Ava Breevort. As if flying back to Phoenix to bury a childhood friend wasn't hell enough, a cloud of volcanic ash traveling from overseas delayed her flight back home to Boston. Her last ditch attempt to salvage the trip was thwarted by an arrogant Scotsman, Caleb Scott, who steals a first class seat out from under her. Then over the course of their journey home, their antagonism somehow lands them in bed for the steamiest layover Ava's ever had. And that's all it was--until Caleb shows up on her doorstep.
When pure chance pulls Ava back into Caleb's orbit, he proposes they enjoy their physical connection while he's stranded in Boston. Ava agrees, knowing her heart's in no danger since a) she barely likes Caleb and b) his existence in her life is temporary. Not long thereafter Ava realizes she's made a terrible error because as it turns out Caleb Scott isn't quite so unlikeable after all. When his stay in Boston becomes permanent, Ava must decide whether to fight her feelings for him or give into them. But even if she does decide to risk her heart on Caleb, there is no guarantee her stubborn Scot will want to risk his heart on her....
An exercise in internalized misogyny
Within like 50 pages, I was on the fence. The main love interest displays plenty of “red flag” behaviors very early on. However, I pushed forward anyways, having spent money on this book.
I shouldn’t have.
Not only are there incredibly unnecessary scenes of physical and emotional abuse, story lines vilifying other women, but literally at one point the main love interest’s incredibly emotionally abusive behavior is “excused” by his assertion that his ex “killed his baby”—she had an abortion. Because she was concerned she was not prepared. Super valid, and yet both main characters vilify this woman and dismiss her concerns as vanity. Like—just say you hate women and move on I guess.
Literally, this whole book stank of a ~gorgeous woman whose main struggle is she’s just so PRETTY that men think she’s vapid!~.
Further, she compares her personal heartbreak struggle to her best friends literal physical abuse—disgusting.
Both characters are so incredibly unlikable that even the well-written smut of this book is just a complete turn off.