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3.5/5

Listen, was it perfect? No. Did this book have too many Gen Z references, including TikTok, OnlyFans, Riverdale, AO3, Discord, and some people I don't want to hear about in my romance books, like Jeff Bezos, Timothée Chalamet and Cole Sprouse? Yes. Especially at the beginning, when I thought I would literally put this book down because of this. Didn't I particularly like the heroine? Also yes.

But, did this book have Nolan Sawyer, the number one chess player in the world at only twenty years old, who was rich, the quiet and intimidating one who was obsessed with the heroine and was able to do anything for her. Yes. Nolan Sawyer, my new type and dream man? Yes, yes and yes.

"He turns us around and then we’re on the unmade bed, the twisted sheets digging into my spine. “You’ll be playing the most beautiful chess I’ve ever seen, and I dream about having you under me. It’s fucking confusing.��

I just feel to my knees.

"His full lips tremble for the barest second. “Are you real?�� The air between us swells, overflows. “Sometimes I’m scared that I imagined you. Sometimes I think you’re only in my head.��

I was pretty much crying there.

“Why would you keep something that makes you think of me?�� I feel him shrug. “Because I think of you anyway, Mallory.��

I just feel to my knees. Again.

“Chess is a bad idea.��
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“Look where it got me.��
“It got you here. To me.��

I literally blushed and screamed into my pillow. I don't remember the last time this happened.

"I roll my eyes. “No follow-up questions.��
He leans toward me over the table, dark eyes earnest, stars traveling on his skin. “Do you know how incredible you are?��

If someone told me that, I would start crying.


In overall this book was worth reading for one person. Nolan Sawyer, aka my new husband. That’s it.