This novel is about an art gallery owner (Nadia) and a fitness studio owner (Jade) that hook up during a chance meeting at a party and agree on a "no strings" relationship that quickly becomes something more, and they don't know how to handle it.
Now, imagine that paragraph stretched to over 180 pages.
Things get very repetitive. There's a lot of internal stuff going on: paragraph after paragraph of doubts, analyzations, and reflections.
And Jade is expected to do most of the work to change herself. We get far more insight into Nadia's thought process than we do Jade's (the latter of which might be none at all). Nadia is ready for Jade to meet her family, but Jade keeps delaying and wants to keep things separate. I was hoping Jade's issue would simply be she's not a big people person and simply has no interest in meeting Nadia's family, and Nadia would respect and accommodate that. Nope. Jade just can't be vulnerable and take a chance on something permanent, and Nadia sees it. Nadia isn't expecting Jade to meet her halfway; she's expecting Jade to completely change herself, and it rubs me the wrong way.
The author can't keep details straight from one paragraph to the next. Jade notices Nadia's tattoo, but then that same tattoo gets transferred to Jade herself (then gets dropped for the rest of the story). The number of pieces of art that manages to be sold at an exhibition early in the story changes.
In addition to the repetitive thought process, the author apparently has a few favorite words and phrases. Get ready for a lot of vulnerable/vulnerability, "the words hung between them", defining/redefining, "familiar territory", etc.
The story was overwritten and too long for the premise.
And the sex scenes weren't even really that spicy. I'm actually struggling to remember if any naughty language was used at all.
So, overall, not the worst story that I've read, but it very easily could have been shorter and accomplished the same thing.