My rating: 1 of 5 stars
I would like to offer this and Something Blue as kindling for a fire before a Theology 131 (Theology of Love, Marriage and Sexuality) lesson.
While the author was trying to portray the lead character Rachel as shy, very smart and likeable, it fell flat. I felt nothing for her. No chemistry or fuzzy feelings for the romance either.
For a book that had You can’t help what you feel, but you can choose what to do about it in it, it bothers me that all parties in this book choose to cheat. All of them. And that this is saying it’s okay to do it because “they aren’t right for each other” anyway. Like being right for each other is automatic and not something you work for; like feelings are so overwhelming, it’s utterly acceptable for 30-somethings act like hormonal teenagers, and the outcome will still end happily for the “good”(?) people.