This wasn’t for me. Trope-heavy plots don’t usually bother me, but the ones in this book smacked a bit too much of purity culture. You have a fmc who’s an adult virgin, described as sweet and innocent, and wants desperately, more than anything, to get married and have children. You have a mmc who’s allergic to commitment, doesn’t believe in love or marriage, and so of course the point is going to end up being that he teaches her about dating and sexuality and she teaches him about love. 

There’s nothing wrong with any of those things on their own, but when you put them all together, it made this the kind of book that I felt like a women’s bible study would drool over. I think I get what the author was doing by attempting to subvert those stereotypes and have the characters realize by the end that a) marriage isn’t the end-all-be-all of relationships and it isn’t going to fill a void you have, and b) love is worth opening ourselves up to vulnerability and the potential for heartache. But for me personally—someone who’s been heavily traumatized by purity culture—that message wasn’t communicated strongly enough to undo the stereotypes being perpetuated throughout the entire rest of the book.