What the heck did I just read? There were several times I almost DNF'd this but then I kept rationalizing that I'd already spent so much time reading it, I may as well finish. I really should have just DNF'd when in that first chapter or two when I first considered it.
I just... I really hated this book. WOW. Zoey and Tristan were like cardboard cutouts of characters, ESPECIALLY Tristan. Like, I don't get his appeal AT ALL. He's super hot and rich, but also pure as the driven snow and filled with childlike wonder? At one point he's described as "Adam Levine if he was a baby duck," and... OK? This book started out really boring and kind of confusing while I was trying to figure out what was going on with the guy blowing up Zoey's phone, and then why they got a divorce. There was an opportunity here to have a deeper look into and discussion around abuse, especially emotional abuse, and Evanovich just sort of glossed right over it.
And then Zoey is supposedly the steady, planning one even though she's "supposed to be" the wild one, except then she makes these sudden impulsive decisions that leave me like "WHAT THE HECK is going on in your brain right now? Is ANYTHING going on in there? No?" There were several scenes that left me going WTF? and wanting (once again) to just DNF this thing, but I kept pushing through hoping it would get better... (The apron scene, the golf pro shop - the list goes on.) Also, it's billed as being a "modern twist on My Fair Lady," but legit it's just Zoey going "Wow, this guy is really hot even though he dresses like a total nerd. I'm going to dress him up in more modern clothes and then be super surprised when he's totally hot - EVEN THOUGH I ALREADY ACKNOWLEDGED HE IS SUPER CUTE WHILE DRESSED LIKE A NERD." And then he goes through this whole transformation sequence that turns him into a "modern guy," apparently which also makes him kind of a self-absorbed jerk, only actually not, just kidding, he's the same sweet self he always was it was just for that one scene so Zoey could realize she shouldn't have messed around with his style in the first place because he was always perfect just as he was.
And then there's the epilogue. I don't- ... I can't even- ... ... ...
*throws book against wall, walks away*