The premise promises a laugh out loud romance. No. It’s not (I did not laugh once). It’s a light literary fiction slash chick lit with romantic elements. When you see the cover, you think bubbly and light romance (the cover’s incredibly misleading). No. It’s not. It’s deeper than one expects, and that’s okay.
I didn’t hate or love this tale. I did not feel for anyone in this book. The romance between January and Gus felt contrived. I did not buy a moment of it. It felt rushed and forced. Throughout the book, I felt the timer ticking. “Oh wait. We’re a romance. We’d better get romantic now.” Maybe that’s because Gus was a walking cliche, not a fully fleshed character to me, and January received several shrugs because I ultimately did not connect with her. Shadi should have been the main character put in the beach house. I would have enjoyed that book better.
Also, were January and Gus supposed to play the enemies into lovers card? I didn’t buy into the card played. They didn’t feel like enemies at the beginning. Competitors? Sure. But, enemies? No.
Unfortunately, the books, factors in the premise, took a backseat to several subplots that felt crowded. I would have enjoyed more of their writing processes.
I’m in the minority. You win some. You lose some. 2.5/5