Rating: 4.5 stars.
“Je serais toujours la pour toi, mon coeur. Quoiqu’il arrive.”
I’m still trying to collect the pieces of my heart after finishing this one, because WOW, Ana Huang did not come to play. She came to destroy me (lovingly) and then rebuild me with swoon, angst, and a hero worth every single page of heartbreak and healing.
Let’s talk about the feels, this book had me on an emotional roller coaster. One minute I was melting, the next I was clutching my chest like someone stabbed me with a soul-crushing plot twist. And I LOVED EVERY SECOND. The characters were so beautifully flawed, so achingly real, and their connection? Electric. It’s the kind of slow burn romance that hurts in all the right places before it finally, gloriously ignites.
ehmm let’s begin.
ˋ°•*⁀➷ The Characters:
“I’d lose every single fucking bet in the world if it meant I could be with you.”
Vincent is the kind of man who stands in the shadows, silently watching over the people he cares about, not because he has to, but because he can’t imagine doing anything else. He’s loyal down to his soul, protective in a way that makes your heart clench, and carries a depth of pain that he doesn’t burden others with.
He’s the storm and the shelter, the danger everyone warns you about, but the peace you feel safer with than anyone else. Every time he lets his guard down? I WAS DONE FOR. That quiet vulnerability under all that armor? Perfection.
“You think you’re unlovable, but I think I’ve never known how to love until knowing you.”
And then we have Brooklyn….oh this sweet, kind woman. She’s guarded, bruised by the world, but still standing… still fighting. Even under the weight of her grief, her trauma, her trust issues, there’s a fire in her. A will to survive, even when it hurts.
She’s not perfect, she makes mistakes, but she’s so real. When she finally starts to let him in, to let herself believe in softness again, it’s the most beautiful thing ever. She’s the perfect example of a heroine who’s allowed to be strong AND scared at the same time. And I rooted for her every single step of the way. 🥺
“I’d choose you. Every time. Because you’re it for me, Brooklyn Armstrong. There’s nothing and no one else I love more.”
One thing that completely won me over was how their relationship actually had time to breathe and develop. It wasn’t insta-love or fake tension just for drama, it was a beautiful, genuine slow build that felt so earned. You could feel their connection growing scene by scene, with every shared moment and vulnerable conversation adding another layer. It wasn’t just two hot people flirting, it was two hurt, complex souls finding safety and understanding in each other. 😭
And omg, the way Ana handled their backstories? Chef’s kiss. Like yes, they had baggage, and not the “I stubbed my toe as a child and now I hate everyone” kinda baggage. REAL, messy, painful pasts that shaped who they are. Watching them work through it together? Healing. So healing.
“What happens next is simple. We’re together. Exclusively. No more games, no more uncertainty. In case you had any doubt, you’re mine, and I’m yours. I don’t care who knows. In fact, I want the whole fucking world to know because I’m done hiding.”
Also, I LOVED the little side plot, it was just enough to raise the stakes and give the story more depth, without overshadowing the romance or making the pacing drag. Honestly, Ana’s craft is on another level in this one. The pacing was perfect, the steam was scorching 🔥, and the emotional bond between Brooklyn and Vincent? So tangible and raw that I FELT it in my heart, my soul, my bones. 😫
A sports romance that gave me tension, character growth, and FEELS??? This was everything I wanted AND MORE. 🏒💘
“No matter where we were or how many people were around, Brooklyn could make the rest of the world fall away with one glance. I couldn’t explain how or why. She just…did.”
AND RIGHT??? Like, who gave Ana Huang the audacity to write characters that actually talk through their issues like grown, emotionally intelligent humans? 😭
I was fully prepared for the classic “misunderstanding + emotional devastation” combo that usually hits around 75% in her books, had my tissues ready, heart braced, full-on chaos mode activated… AND THEN??? THEY JUST… COMMUNICATED?? LIKE ADULTS???
No storming off.
No dramatic door slamming.
No “we’re done” monologue under the rain.
JUST CLEAR, HONEST, SENSIBLE COMMUNICATION???
They said:
“I feel this.”
“You’re right, let’s talk about it.”
“I’m hurt, but I want to make this work.”
And I was just sitting there like ??? Who are you people and why are you behaving like healthy adults??? Booktok was not prepared for this level of relationship stability. 😭
ANA HUANG REALLY SAID:
❌ Angst
❌ Toxic miscommunication
✅ Emotional intelligence
✅ Mutual respect
✅ ACTUAL MATURITY
I am SHOOK. Arrest them immediately, for disrupting my expectations and committing the crime of public maturity.
“Maybe you were right. I am pissed at you because you can float through the kitchen, making pancakes and cracking jokes, while I’m using every goddamn ounce of willpower not to touch you. That’s why I don’t want to be around you. You’re killing me, and you don’t even know it.”
STOP IT RIGHT NOW!! My heart is MELTING into a smoothie of its own!!!
The way he couldn’t even manage pancakes but still wanted to give her something, anything, just to make her smile? Ughhh, that’s pure, unfiltered devotion right there. Like HELLO?? This man said: “I might burn every pancake on earth, but I will blend your happiness DAILY.”
And not just once… every freaking day. That’s not just a cute gesture, that’s consistency, that’s care, that’s LOVE in action. The fact that she makes him pancakes every Sunday and he repays her with a smoothie every day?? That’s the type of give-and-take that makes me BELIEVE in soft, enduring love. 😭👏
This man is out here trying, growing, loving loudly, and I am absolutely weak for it. Someone hold me. Or better… someone make me a smoothie every day.
OH. MY. GOD. STOPPP! THIS MAN IS OUT HERE REWRITING ROMANCE STANDARDS IN REAL TIME!
Like… do you realize how INSANE that is?? He didn’t just want to make smoothies, HE WAS READY TO CHANGE HIS WHOLE CAREER PATH, the same career he worked so hard for, JUST to be closer to her. Because being on the same team wasn’t just convenient, it was necessary for his heart. 💔➡️💖
HE HAD A BIG PLACE IN HIS CURRENT CLUB. A SOLID SPOT. A FUTURE. But nope, none of it mattered as much as she did. He was like:
“New jersey, new field, new everything, as long as you’re there, I’m good.”
THE WAY I’M SCREAMING ????? 😭💥 This is peak romance energy. He’s not just falling in love. He is choosing her every single day, sacrificing comfort, routine, and pride, just to stay in her orbit.
That’s not love.
That’s devotion.
That’s “I found my person and nothing else matters” type energy.
That is GIVE ME A MAN LIKE THIS OR GIVE ME DEATH!
── .✦
“He’s always played to win, but for her, he might just risk it all.”
⋆.˚🏒⋆ AHHH FINALLY I AM READING THIS AFTER WAITING FOR SO LONGG! We’ve got Vincent DuBois, the arrogant, gorgeous football captain who has the world at his feet, but suddenly he’s stuck living under the same roof as Brooklyn, his coach’s daughter (and his best friend’s sister, AAH WHAT!). She’s smart, determined, and absolutely off-limits, but tell me why that just makes the tension ten times hotter?? Between late-night walls thin enough to hear every breath, a bet that pushes them closer than either of them bargained for, and the constant battle between career vs. desire, I know I’m about to get drama, banter, and sparks that could set the flat on fire.
The Vibes?
Enemies in the kitchen, tension in the hallways, temptation in every glance, this book is pure forbidden-fire energy.
so HE’S HER COACH’S DAUGHTER’S FLATMATE BESTIE I’M SCREAMING…yeah, don’t tell me again; I am already SAT. 🪑