Like Anna and the French Kiss, this was a light, breezy read but still had enough issues and conflict to keep it interesting.
Lola lives in San Francisco and is a budding costume designer. Raised by her uncle and his husband, she doesn’t have much to do with the birth mum who adopted her, but she loves her overprotective dads to bits and has the added bonus of a boyfriend who’s in a band, so all in all, life is pretty sweet. But then her old neighbours, the Bell twins, move back in next door and re-awaken a whole bunch of unpleasant memories.
Lola was an awesome character. I loved her style and individuality (a Marie Antoinette dress and army boots to your prom!) and she had a really lovely outlook on life. And Cricket was just so adorable, with his crazy contraptions and super-intelligence. You’ve got to love an author who makes The Nice Guy the sexy, desirable option.
The only thing that annoyed me about the book was Lola’s boyfriend. He was awful! I kept thinking: Why are you going out with someone who is so obviously a dick? But hey, if she’s not already going out with a really objectionable bloke, then she’d be free to hook up with Cricket, and we can’t have that, can we?
Yay! Nice fluffy romance with characters who you can really care about.