Normally I steer away from romance books of all kinds. I don’t even know why.
This book just became my... guilty pleasure? I friggen loved it.
Stella is this socially awkward math genius. She has trouble finding and holding down any kind of solid relationship, which she attributes to herself being on the autism spectrum. She believes that she can hire a male escort to teach her how to be a better *lover*. In walks Michael. Although Michael may look gorgeous and flawless, he is fighting off his own demons.
This book was hella predictable. Do I care? Nope.
I laughed my butt off. My heart broke. I almost cried. And I smiled, a lot.
Please excuse me while I binge read a shit ton of romance books now.