The good part: This entire scenario is incredibly sick (yes, hahaha, YES). Fucking your best friend's mom? Fucking your daughter's best friend? Oh boy, this could be a riot.
The bad part: It's a very very slow burn. You'd expect a buildup, then drama when the daughter/friend finds out, then reconciliation. Instead, it's 300 pages of sex, secret dates and a good old relationship escalator (of course, marriage is just what this story needs đĽ´). At some point it really got boring. If you really wanted this story, make it shorter. And scrap the epilogue.
I read it and I enjoyed it but I also judged it hard. Power play can be a fun dynamic but actually fucking your daughterâs best friend while theyâre in your house and without telling your kid is just wrong. But you might feel differently if you donât have young adult kids.
I read it and I enjoyed it but I also judged it hard. Power play can be a fun dynamic but actually fucking your daughterâs best friend while theyâre in your house and without telling your kid is just wrong. But you might feel differently if you donât have young adult kids.
I admit, I really did not expect to 5âď¸ this book. There was no way, I thought, that an age-gap casual-consequences best-friend's-mom combo was going to be anything other than popcorn. Warm, buttery popcorn, maybe, but popcorn nonetheless.
And yet, it's absolutely worth the 5âď¸.
Both women are interesting, and thoughtful, and imperfect, and relatable. Both women know what they want, or at least, they're pretty sure they know. I loved how, though they are aware that being public would complicate things, neither feels particularly strong shame about anything. Neither gets wrapped up in the "oh, but this is bad" for more than fleeting moments at a time before the "no, I'm an adult and can make adult decisions" voice kicks in. I loved that even the friends kept reinforcing that the relationship wasn't shameful, just complicated.
I also am ridiculously surprised and pleased that Meryl Wilsner was somehow able âŚ
I admit, I really did not expect to 5âď¸ this book. There was no way, I thought, that an age-gap casual-consequences best-friend's-mom combo was going to be anything other than popcorn. Warm, buttery popcorn, maybe, but popcorn nonetheless.
And yet, it's absolutely worth the 5âď¸.
Both women are interesting, and thoughtful, and imperfect, and relatable. Both women know what they want, or at least, they're pretty sure they know. I loved how, though they are aware that being public would complicate things, neither feels particularly strong shame about anything. Neither gets wrapped up in the "oh, but this is bad" for more than fleeting moments at a time before the "no, I'm an adult and can make adult decisions" voice kicks in. I loved that even the friends kept reinforcing that the relationship wasn't shameful, just complicated.
I also am ridiculously surprised and pleased that Meryl Wilsner was somehow able to seamlessly merge both insta-lust and the slowest and sweetest of slow-burn. I am usually not a fan of the former, but it was so well done here.
Sex: <spoiler>8.5 R/NC-17-rated scenes (really, y'all, there is a lot of sex in this book, and it pretty much never gets repetitive)</spoiler>
