“Stop,” he said on a broken whisper. “Please.” But I didn’t. I held on tighter, pressing my face to his chest. He swore under his breath, and then his arms were around me, crushing me to him. He buried his face in my hair and clung to me. He was so warm, so solid, so alive. I held on to him for dear life and willed him to release some of what he’d kept bottled up. “Why don’t you ever fucking listen?”
Oh my gosh this book is so full of shipping goodness while also being fucking funny. Yes, I found Knox frustrating. I cheered each and every time Naomi told him to fuck off. He totally deserved it (and more, like I liked him but sometimes I wanted to reach into the book and scream FUCK OFF KNOX!). And I’m glad every other person called out his arsehole-ish-ness. But despite my longing to push Knox into a lake, this book had me grinning from ear to ear the entire time. The writing is just so darn charming. Naomi is so endearing and cute. I did wish she’d stand her ground more and not let Knox be so fucking bossy (seriously dude, take it down like 85 notches), but goodness they did have chemistry.
“Has anyone ever told you you have the personality of a pissed-off porcupine?”
I couldn’t tell if this was dirty talk or romantic prose. Whichever side of the line his words fell on, I loved it.
“Oooh. Grumpy next-door neighbor. That’s one of my favorite tropes.”
“The first time he met me, he called me trash.”
“That bitch.” 😂