You know those books where you think, “I’ll just read a chapter before bed,” and then suddenly you’ve read the whole damn thing and it’s morning and Time to go to work? Yeah, Maybe You, is exactly that. Smooth, addictive, and the kind of read that makes you sad it’s over. It’s book three in the series, and somehow, each one just gets better. And now there’s no book four? Rude.
Let’s talk Wren. Sweet, hardworking, engineering student by day, and works as a cleaner in Quinn’s swimming school by night. years ago, his life took a hard left burn scars over most of his body and self-esteem that fell through the floor. He still tried dating after it happened—had a boyfriend, even. The guy was actually nice, but their sex life was… a disaster. Lights off. No touching. Wren basically shut every physical door possible. Eventually, the boyfriend dumped him. And yes, Wren knows it was his own walls that wrecked it, but that doesn’t mean it didn’t hurt like hell. After that? He gave up. Two years of zero dating, zero hookups, zero everything.
Until Sutton.
Wren finds him one night just swimming around in the pool he’s cleaning, looking like trouble. Turns out he’s friends with Wren’s boss, Quinn. And Sutton? He’s direct. Like, zero time wasted direct. Basically says, “I want you.” That’s the intro. No slow flirting, no guessing.
Wren’s first thought is nope big fat nope. But then he thinks… maybe this could be practice. No love, no strings, just see if he can handle intimacy again without panicking. Sutton agrees, and when he finally sees all of Wren—scars and everything—he doesn’t blink. He still wants him. Actually, he’s even hotter for him if that’s even possible.
The catch? Sutton’s golden rule: no love. Don’t even say the L word. Commitment makes him break out in hives. But the man is basically in a relationship already spending all his time with Wren, cooking for him, taking care of him just without admitting it.
This book is sweet, it’s sexy, it’s frustrating in the best way, and it’s the kind of story you inhale. I wouldn’t change a single thing.
Story: ⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐
Sexy Scene Frequency: 🍑🍑🍑
Sexy Scene Heat Level: 🌶️🌶️🌶️
Wren: 💙💙💙💙💙
Sutton: 💙💙💙💙💙
Angst Level: 💔💔💔
It’s the perfect mix of vulnerability, heat, and “oh my god, just admit you’re together already.” Sutton’s rule might be “no love,” but this book is full of it.