This is the second book in a series, the first book being Catch a Tiger by the Tail.
I almost enjoyed this story of Peter and Thomas, and their desperate dash through the night to be at the bedside of the woman having the baby they are about to adopt. The two leads have great chemistry and are very relatable, even though Peter is a famous action movie star. The side characters are well-drawn and don’t fall into stereotypes (eg. she’s a lorry driver therefore she must be a lesbian.) The writing is good and the book is technically clean.
We don’t get a real feel for what being “a famous action movie star” actually means day to day. Peter is one, but that’s all we’re told. I’m presuming this has already been covered in Book 1. In fact, there’s a lot that seems to be missing but I’m assuming it’s already been addressed in Book 1, so to this reviewer, the book isn’t a true standalone.
I’ve also realised that insta-love isn’t my thing, if insta-love means dealing with fame, being outed, fake boyfriends and accepting one’s sexuality, together with baby adoption all within a six month time frame. I’m fully willing to accept it is just me who wants my meet-cute to swan partners for life storyline to be strung out just a little more. This super-fast romance just makes my head spin, if I’m honest. I know romances are all about escapism and fantasy, but this plot line kicks any believability out the door and stomps on it for good measure.
I wasn’t engaged enough to lure me into reading Book 1, which is a shame but that six month affair resulting in baby daddies kind of ruined it for me. Like the dodgy orange and liquorice ice cream the first book title refers to, it left me with an odd taste in my mouth.