He's a Keeper by Stacy Travis is like the romantic comedy equivalent of a cozy blanket—comforting, a little cheesy, but still surprisingly enjoyable when you need something lighthearted to read. It’s the kind of book where you know exactly what you're going to get, but you can’t help but roll your eyes and secretly enjoy it anyway.
Let’s start with Riley, the protagonist, who is just quirky enough to be endearing but also just cynical enough to make you wonder if she really believes in any of the romantic tropes she's trapped in. Her inner monologue is filled with the kind of self-deprecating humor that’s fun to read—until it gets a little too self-aware and you're like, “Okay, we get it, you're afraid of love... and also that guy's abs are too good for your own good.”
Then we have Sam, the quintessential “he’s a keeper” type—mysterious, swoon-worthy, and shockingly nice despite the fact that Riley can’t seem to get out of her own way. Sam is so perfect that you may start to wonder if he's a real person or just a figment of Riley's wishful thinking. He listens to her rambling, supports her in her career decisions, and still manages to look good while doing it. If he wasn’t fictional, he’d definitely be the type to serenade you on a rainy day and fix your Wi-Fi.
The chemistry between them is cute in that "will they or won’t they" way, but there’s just enough back-and-forth to make you shout at your Kindle in frustration: “Get together already!” Of course, that’s what keeps you reading, even as you roll your eyes every time they “almost” kiss or have a miscommunication that’s so predictable it should be a drinking game.
The plot? Let’s just say it doesn’t win any awards for originality. I mean, who doesn’t love a rom-com where the heroine finds herself falling for the guy who’s too perfect for her, only for her to sabotage the whole thing with her own insecurities? It’s a classic for a reason, right? But despite being able to predict every twist (and side-eyeing the slow burn for the third time), I’ll admit that it’s still a fun, guilty pleasure kind of read.
Now, the book’s pacing can feel a bit like a hamster on a wheel at times. Lots of back-and-forth, “will they/won’t they” moments, but not much forward movement. So, after the fifth awkward “almost-kiss” scene, you may start wondering if this time is the time or if you’ll have to read another 50 pages before any real progress is made. Spoiler alert: You’ll probably have to read another 50 pages.
In conclusion, He's a Keeper is the perfect book for when you’re craving a romance that’s a little predictable, a little cheesy, and a whole lot of fun. It’s like comfort food in book form—uncomplicated, entertaining, and with just enough "aww" moments to make you smile (and laugh at the sheer predictability of it all). Is it groundbreaking? No. Is it a delightful distraction? Absolutely.