This book suffers from one of my biggest pet peeves. The constant use of someone's name or a pet name. Every single one of Carter's sentences started with "Isaac, I-" or "Baby, we--" Multiple times within the same paragraph.

He. Knows. His. Own. Name. He. Ain't. Need. You. To. Tell. Him.

Also I got a very weird power vibe between them. Isaac came across incredibly immature and childish, to the point where I was concerned he might actually be a teenager and Carter should be in prison.

2 stars for the humans. An extra for the dogs.