This one was tough to get into - the only way I was able to buckle up and finish it was by bringing it on a plane as my only source of reading material. Winstead writes in a way that reminds me of the way I used to write when I thought I wanted to be the next great fiction romance novelist, but there’s a reason I never actually got published. Thankfully, it got better as the book went on. For the most part, Lee Stoner’s character is insufferable. I just wanted to grab her by the shoulders and yell at her to grow up. But perhaps that’s just because I’m a hopeless romantic - her polar opposite. This book also could’ve been a lot shorter, if the “will they won’t they” didn’t drag on like 4 separate times. All this aside, the three stars are for nods to Texas culture (which I’ve come to appreciate having lived here for just over a year), good sex scenes, and Bed Laderman.