Speed dating: the act in which you have two minutes to figure out how much of a jerk someone is. And pretend like you don’t have the hots for your son’s soccer coach.
After four years living the single life, it’s decided that I, London Stuart, am back on the market.
I’m not even mad when my cousins and best friends put my name down for the speed dating sessions. In fact, I’m actually a little excited about it.
Until one of my dates turns out to be my six-year-old son’s irresistibly sexy soccer coach. His irresistibly sexy British soccer coach.
Oliver Hayes is too good to be true—he’s tall, dark, handsome, hilarious, and he genuinely loves kids. Especially mine. But he’s not sure if he’s even staying in the country, and I’m not sure I can handle giving him my heart if he’s only going to leave.
So why is he over for dinner almost every night? Why is he giving Leo private goalie sessions in the backyard? Why is he sending flowers to my desk at the newspaper?
And why, oh why, can’t I stop kissing him?
|Title:||The Introvert’s Guide to Speed Dating|
|Series:||The Introvert’s Guide (Book 2)|
|Trope(s):||Single Parent Romance|
|Point of View:||First Person, Present Tense, Dual Viewpoint (H & h)|
|Release Date:||6th July, 2021|
Short and light
I have been reading my way through the Introvert series – of which this is the second – and the preceding Bookworm series. Each book does stand alone and is about a separate couple although Emma Hart’s cameo game is strong and most previous couples do reappear – although not in the cutesy, loving way I like to see my prior couples. Never mind…
I hadn’t read the blurb in a while when I started reading this book so I’d forgotten who London’s hero was…and when he appeared on the page I still wasn’t sure. There was no evident chemistry between London and Oliver and for a great while they didn’t seem to feel much for each other, other than a passing attraction. This did get better as time went on – but with no sex and only some fairly chaste kisses, they weren’t ever likely to set my kindle on fire.
The ‘speed dating’ hook is just that – a quick and non-essential thing that happens once or twice and is then never spoken of again. And London is definitely not an introvert and, other than the title, is never described as such.
Despite her non-introvert status, I liked London. She was mature, sensible and just a little bit feisty. Not even on the radar of the snarkiness of many of Hart’s previous heroines but she was funny and likeable.
Ollie was cute and fun. I liked the way he was a little bit shy when it came to asking London out but was a wee charmer when he got in there! He’s a Brit so we get a good range of British words and banter – but I have to say I’m disappointed that despite being British herself (or at the very least living here) there still seems to be some confusion by the author over the distinction between Britain and England.
Emma Hart’s writing is always light, fun and very easy to read. Despite never really feeling wholly invested in the story or characters, I had no trouble finishing this story and wanted to read to the end. I’m excited by the next book in the series, which will round off this series with Piper’s story.
Although we get a happy ending, there is definitely a rush to the finish and I would have liked to see a lot more between our couple. It’s not the best book of Ms Hart’s but it’s still a fun diversion full of her usual wit and humour. Just 3 stars from me but probably worth about 3.5.
Emma Hart is the New York Times and USA Today bestselling author of over thirty novels and has been translated into several different languages.
She is a mother, wife, lover of wine, Pink Goddess, and valiant rescuer of wild baby hedgehogs.
Emma prides herself on her realistic, snarky smut, with comebacks that would make a PMS-ing teenage girl proud.
Yes, really. She’s that sarcastic.