"Banter" wasn't terrible, but it was ALL dialogue.
Plot: 2 📍
Spice: 2 🔥
Overall: 2.5 ⭐
Laughter: 2 😐
The plot existed, but it was buried between so much immature dialogue, it was hard to follow. The entire book read more like a rough draft of a script (just the character lines) versus a fully fleshed out novel. Which would be fine ... if I had wanted to read a script.
The "witty banter" was really just blatant sexual harassment in the beginning, insta-chemistry/insta-lust aside. I didn't find it particularly entertaining or funny, but instead forced.
Lila was so overly flippant and flighty. I understand the author was trying to go for free spirited, artistic, dramatic, etc., as Lila is an aspiring actress, after all. But to me, she came across as annoying, immature, and wholly unprofessional, despite her many protests otherwise. Classic blonde, big tata'd bimbo.
Max is the epitome of playboy misogynist. Not a fan. I guess it's supposed to be cute and flirty when he's throwing sexually charged innuendos out left and right, minutes after he's hired Lila on a bet as his personal assistant. But it just comes across as sleazy. (Yes, he does admit once seeing it from "the other side" after Lila's sexually harassed by a different male character, how his actions look as sleazy as it reads, but there's zero character development.)
Naturally, there's a "miscommunication" trope where neither MC articulates what their plans are, so one tries to do something nice, the other takes it ENTIRELY the wrong way, blah blah blah.
This is where I decided to put down the book, roughly 2/3rds through. I just couldn't deal with the low-class language "Oh, sure" "Oh, Okay." "Oh, uh, yeah." "dude!" "what's up, stupid?" etc., by supposedly "professional," educated adults.
The spicy scenes were not. Truthfully, I felt the book would have been better with those left out entirely, (hinted at but not written), asa closed door romance.
And more of the actual story described. What's the office building like? How many floors? Spacious? Cozy? Glass conference rooms? Modern or classic? What does Max do to maintain his supposed 8-pack? What's his place like? Describe the town cars. Describe the views. There's absolutely none of that so you can't ever imagine the settings or people.
In conclusion, this book had SO much potential, such shining moments hidden behind the excess dialogue, but it just fell flat.