I love Tessa Bailey books, and I’m sure I’ll read her next one, but this book is weirdly stupid. Hockey player Sig Gauthier’s car breaks down, and he’s rescued by manic pixie dream girl Chloe Clifford. They share a passionate kiss and plan to meet later for a date, but run into each other unexpectedly at her mom’s house, where they discover his (somewhat estranged) father is engaged to her mother. So they’re going to be step siblings. The entire book is based on the belief that this means they absolutely cannot be together. He will lose his hockey contract. Seriously. She will get booted out of the orchestra she’s in. It’s too much of a scandal for their careers to endure.
I’m reading, thinking, ok, sure, it’s a little weird to date a step sibling, but they aren’t blood related, and they didn’t grow up together like brother and sister, so what’s the big deal? I mean, we have a President who had sex with a porn star while his third wife was pregnant with his child. You hear stories all the time of sports figures beating their wives, doing drugs or having affairs. At worst the internet would be full of Alabama Roll Tide jokes for a bit, until the next sports scandal captured the masses attention. It’s not even remotely believable to me that being together would amount to professional suicide for them.
Ok, back to the plot. They fight their attraction, then decide it’s ok to hook up until their parents get married, as if that’s some magic line, not to be crossed. See, stupid. He hires a private investigator to try to get dirt on his dad to stop the wedding, and the findings are so predictable I was just irritated and wanted to book to be over. I’m sorry to Tessa Bailey, but the whole premise was too weak and I was more angered than entertained. (5)
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