Thank you to Netgalley and St. Martin's Press for the ARC.
I'm not going to lie. It was a drag from the beginning for me.
I typically like the grumpy x sunshine pairing. However, I felt that this, and another book I read recently, was trying to lean too hard into an enemies to lovers story. It's rare that the MCs are enemies. They just dislike each other, sometimes for barely any reason other than they just aren't as nice and friendly as they are. What do you mean, 'mortal enemy'? He's just a dick who seems to dislike people.
"His biceps bloomed against it, as rounded as some overripe fruit." Is this supposed to be appealing?
I love banter, but I do believe that too much of a good thing is too much of a good thing. That being said, the banter felt forced? Like teenagers going at it to try and get the last word in. It didn't feel playful, but snarky. It felt quite monologue-y, and with it being one after another, it dragged.
And why did he freak out about them having things in common? Liking the same singer is something millions of people have in common. Or wanting to check out the same books. That's why holds are a thing. He was so spooked that he shut down? I found both of the MCs kind of insufferable from the beginning.
The monologue that Daisy went on before Caleb went onstage for the first time was confusing. She was a publicist hired to help his image, but she was way way too invested for someone who is just doing her job. Obviously it's a romance book, but it felt like the author was trying too hard to convince us that there's underlying feelings between the two MCs. In that scene, which I reread multiple times, Daisy only says 'them' not 'me'. But she has a mini freak out afterwards because "she had said me." But she didn't?
It was written in a way that is meant to mimic flowery language and prose, but it just came across as a jumbled heap of words. It's trying too hard to make the reader believe that they're enemies who turn into lovers. They even say it. They started as mild dislike in college for no reason other than young people being insufferable to each other because they can't communicate properly.
I don't believe that there's any reason for them to come into this with feelings for each other. Situations are described in a way that it's trying to convince the reader that Caleb wants complete separation from Daisy because he doesn't want to fall for her. It feels so excessive. Supposedly, Daisy is just trying to do her job, but she can't control her feelings (what feelings, pray tell?) spilling over and exposing her true intentions. He comes across as robotic and unyielding. She comes across as insufferable. I grimaced when she ate the seafood boil.
I normally relish a single bed trope. But I didn't want that for Caleb and Daisy. I dislike them and was pushed further from believing in their love story with each paragraph. It was so ridiculous. "'I'll sleepwalk in the night and fall forehead first into your ass cheeks.'" What. I've never read that happening in ANY romance book that I've read.
He then asks her to act the way she normally would when introducing herself to someone. She merely said ";Caleb Miller? It is such a pleasure to meet you'" and held out her hand for a handshake. His breath caught. What about that was ... pleasurable or shocking? It's standard. and then he proceeded to share a bunch of personal information that he hasn't shared before. Sir. Are you okay? Have you ever had a normal conversation with a stranger? Then he storms into the bathroom and shuts the door. You think he's staying in there for the rest of the night, but no. He storms right back out, and Daisy goes into a long internal monologue about how violent / murderous / angry he seems. Then he shakes her hand. Barely. And she's so insanely horny for this whole sequence of events that she can't stop talking about it in her mind. All he did was barely grab her hand, which she was still holding out for a handshake.
A majority of this book was her absolutely losing it over every mundane thing he did. Or didn't do. If it wasn't for her monologues, I can confidently say this book would be half the length.
In another scene, he breaks his rule by going to a scenic spot. Daisy steps out of the car and proceeds to look back, catching Caleb writing furiously in the notebook that he originally wrote the rules in. She steps up to the car and startles Caleb who puts the notebook away before stating up the car. He drives along the highway, then decides to take a 'shortcut' off said highway and gets lost. Obviously. It makes no sense.
We are also reminded constantly that Caleb is 'practical'. We get it. He doesn't waste a single word or movement, but suddenly he does and Daisy can't comprehend it. The man who decided that they can only talk for ten out of every sixty minutes. Is pulling out crazy dirty talk. After blushing from holding her hand. Huh. "'You really think you can stand that? You think you can bear to have my big, bulky body pressing into you for eight hours? Rubbing into things you don't want rubbed, sliding over parts I shouldn't be sliding over.'" Sir, you two are just sleeping in a tent because you decided to take a shortcut.
That's another thing. How does he buy a tent for his personal use that barely fits him? "It was the size of a fucking thimble. She wasn't even sure how he ever managed to get inside it alone, never mind anything else. One of his thighs looked bigger than the whole thing was across. It barely hit his waist in height. If he'd gone about it carefully, he could have probably stuffed the whole thing up his butt. While it was erected."
Need I say more? The tent is pick-me-girl tiny.
And there's so many italics in the book. I've never read a book with anywhere near that many italics.
Caleb takes off his boots and pants to get into the sleeping bag. Why his pants? And Daisy is seemingly incapable of taking off her sneakers alone. So he offers to help by fully leaning over her. Seems inefficient, but okay. Meanwhile she's fawning over his ankle and heel in the context of Victorian sexiness. It was so weird. Upon seeing his feet, she thinks to herself, "God, I hope the curtains don't match the drapes," which isn't used in the correct context. She is so incredibly under-fucked.
It's hard to believe that they're both in their late 30s. They never slept together. They only had a writing class together in college. He critiqued her writing about a zombie apocalypse because it included the main characters falling in love. I think it's a fair criticism because if I was trying to fight for survival, I too would not develop feelings for someone who could be trying to get close to me just to steal my supplies. And that's her reason for why he's her mortal enemy? Grow up. You were 25 at the time.
Caleb was asked when he fell in love with Daisy. To which, the man who hates talking about personal stuff, replied with a nearly 200 word monologue. I understand that people grow and change, but to do a complete 180 feels unrealistic.
"The accidental fingering of his mortal enemy in a tent." There's nothing accidental about that. It's not like you tripped and fell onto the sidewalk.
By the way, she packed for this road trip because Caleb is afraid of flying. So she obviously packed things she owned for work. Since she was hired to be his publicist. But she admitted to wearing a flowy dress that wasn't her style (yet she owned?) because she wanted to give him easy access in case he wanted to fuck her. On the job.
EVEN WHEN HE'S ABOUT TO SINK INTO HER, SHE THINKS TO HERSELF "just one (finger), easing in. Practical about it at first."
Fast forward to the second to last stop of the book tour in Chicago where Caleb storms out because the interviewer asked him too many personal questions and asked for Daisy to come out for a hug. I admit, that's a bit weird, especially since it should be about his books. Someone ran to get Daisy, who ran back to the hotel and up 4-5 flights of stairs to talk to him. She told him it's fine, that she can make up an excuse for him leaving while touching his face and chest. She kisses him, and he freaks out, locking himself in the bathroom. She leaves him in the bathroom for four hours before checking on him only to find that he escaped through a 'letterbox-sized window' onto the fire escape. Rather than leaving, he returns to the hallway outside of their hotel room and is just pacing?? How did she not see him earlier on her way back in?
Caleb calls off the last stop on the tour and skips town, leaving Daisy with a car + driver that he's paying for. Rather than go to the airport to fly home, she decides to be driven six hours to Minneapolis since it's being paid for by Caleb. She goes onstage to talk to his fans in lieu of him. Later we find out that he drove to that tour stop and watched her from the audience. How did none of his fans notice him?
In the end, Daisy finishes the job and flies back to London. She takes off her makeup, makes a drink, and goes into her room to change before taking a bath. She's a third of the way through pulling her sweater off when Caleb clears his throat. From her window. It turns out that he's been stuck in her 5th story window for thirty minutes. 1) he flew? Probably on the same flight that Daisy was on to get back around the same time. 2) He wrote down her address in his notebook which he left in the States, but roughly remembered and wasn't even sure what floor or apartment was hers. How does one know... from the outside, which apartment is hers, even if they know what number it is? 3) He decided to climb up to the fifth floor from the fire escape and climb in through the window that he doesn't even know is hers. 4) How did no one see him climb up and then get stuck for 30 minutes?? 5) Somehow Daisy was able to pull him into her apartment through the window but he couldn't get himself in earlier. Okay.
Caleb goes on to say that he left his notebook with her address, clothes, toothpaste, keys at home and probably forgot to close his front door in his rush to get to her. Pray tell me how this is romantic. I don't remember where Caleb lives, but I'm pretty sure it's not close to Minneapolis. If he was going to fly to London to declare his love, he should've just flown out of O'Hare.
Then it's Daisy's turn to profess her love. "'I love you, Caleb. I always have. I did from the first moment I saw you, I loved you through every moment since. It's why it crushed me. Not because you were so awful, you weren't. I just longed for you so much that everything that said you didn't love me back was like a knife in my heart.'"
Let's dissect this. From the first moment you saw him? In class? Is it because he's the only other person over the age of 21 in your class? It's been ten years since that class and you've loved him since? You guys weren't even friends. You barely spoke. The only true interaction we hear about is how he critiqued your story poorly one time. Daisy is right in that Caleb wasn't awful. He was honest. And somehow it crushed her? She didn't even know him. What do you mean you longed for him so much that anything he said that wasn't in blind support of a stranger / classmate was like a knife in your heart? Insane. You were 25, not 13. You're not some naïve little girl who was lead on by someone into falling in love. It was all in your head. He gave absolutely zero indication that he saw you as more than a stranger. (Yet somehow he also fell instantly into love with her as well.) So because he didn't give off 'I love you' energy, he became her 'mortal enemy'?
I can't with insta-love.
A book that should've taken me three hours to read took me closer to six because I had to write as I read.