The characters are interesting but I never really cared about them. I’m not sure I can explain why this book didn’t work for me. The two women click immediately and what should have been a one-night stand turns into three nights and the beginning of a long-distance relationship. While in Madrid, she looks up Adrianna Coates, on whom she had a big crush when their paths crossed at Yale and who is on a research sabbatical in Spain. In the end, it was nice and enjoyable but not excitingly so.ĭespite being a brilliant art history student, Charlotte Hilaire failed to find a teaching job and is now a courier for a museum. I liked the cover, I liked the premise, I liked that both MCs were BIPOC women in academia. I wanted to like this book a lot more than I eventually did. But when Adrianna plots her next career move just as Charlotte finally opens a door in academia, distance may not be the only thing that keeps them apart. One night becomes three and three nights become a hot and adventurous long-distance relationship when Charlotte returns to the States. Hospitable, too, as she absolutely insists Charlotte spend the night on her pullout sofa as the storm rages on. Impressive as hell and strikingly beautiful. When a blizzard strands Charlotte in Spain for a few extra days and she’s left with glorious free time on her hands, the only question is: Dare she invite her grad school crush for an after-dinner drink on a snowy night?Īccomplished, take-no-prisoners art historian Adrianna Coates has built an enviable career since Charlotte saw her last. Yet once in a while, maybe every third trip or so, the job goes delightfully sideways… On the other, her plan to become a professor is veering dangerously off track. On the one hand, it takes her around the world. Charlotte Hilaire has a love-hate relationship with her work as a museum courier.

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