My rating: 2.5 of 5 stars
I’m a bit disappointed in this novella. It wasn’t bad, but it wasn’t what I have come to expect from this author. I normally really enjoy Susan Sizemore’s Primes, and the last couple books have been her best. Unfortunately this one wasn’t that good.
A reclusive author who writes bestsellers has sold the movie rights and is making a quick trip to LA to meet the actor. This actor has been hinted at for several books, and I’ve been so excited for his story, but it fell flat. The romance was limited to a few intense moments where it seemed like no one else was in the room but the H/h, and a few texts back and forth. My problem with the texts is that it felt like 3 or 4 texts are supposed to represent weeks of flirting and sexting-but we never get that. We just get 3 or 4 texts.
The charming gorgeous actor Jimmy charms the standoffish thirtysomething author and they text/flirt, she knits him a sweater, then each has a slightly psychic situation where they realize the other needs them. Jimmy goes from California to Missouri as quickly as he can, they have a lot of sex and the end. No really.
It was choppy and I didn’t feel the romance. I’m sad to say that it was a big disappointment.