The third year, Ben brings his nephew to his meeting with Fallon and admits he’s now in a relationship with Kyle’s widow. Fallon leaves heartbroken. the next morning she was like “I gotta go” and he literally said, I quote, “I’ve never wanted to use physical force on a girl before, but I want to push her to the ground and hold her there until the cab drives away.” He literally threatens physical violence on her. BUT SO CUTE AND RELATABLE!!!! AM I RIGHT???!!!!! The first installment of the Maybe trilogy, Maybe Someday follows a 22-year-old college student who, after discovering her boyfriend is cheating on her, finds herself interested in her mysterious, guitar-playing neighbor Ridge.

in addition, I absolutely adored seeing a female protagonist who had to deal with body insecurities and low self-confidence. i don't know if the H was intimate in any way with his sister in law because the details about their relationship is vague af but i do know they kissed, their relationship "just happened", she "borrowed" his heart whatever that means, this relationship happened mostly because of his nephew, and THEY SHARED A BED (this is how the h found out by the way because he said something about them keeping the baby monitor on at night). I've said this before, but I'll say it again: I like Hoover's writing, I like her concepts for novels that differ from the standard format of NA romance books, I really enjoyed Never Never and I also liked Confess. This book, however, reminded me of all the reasons her stories and characters have annoyed me in the past.Fallon and Ben like each other, they’re falling in love with each other, but oh no, they can’t be together. It’s not time. They would just distract one another from their goals. What a load of bullshit. It’s sad that this is what our relationship has come to. Knowing that a simple lunch date has to be more than just a daughter wanting to see her father. He tells her to go on dates because she doesn't have enough experience. She is 18. Meanwhile she tells him to read books. What a cute dynamic they have. Ben literally starts dating his dead brother's wife a few months after his death. But then tells Fallon he would leave said wife if Fallon tells him that she loves him. What a great guy he is. He forces her to wear a dress that makes her wildly uncomfortable. She tells him she doesn't want to. He then proceeds to undress her, while she is CRYING. She wishes he would stop, she is crying, she is shaking - she doesn't voice this, because she's scared but, honestly? She shouldn't even have to. SHE IS CRYING FOR GOD'S SAKE. She shouldn't even have to ask him to stop, he should have never started in the first place.

Anyways, so this Ben guy comes over and- pretends to be Fallon's boyfriend. He's all, "Hey, sorry I'm late Babe. 😎" Creepily whispers in Fallon's ear, "Just go with it 😜" i've had the biggest dilemma after rereading this book because i simply don't know who i hate more: Keep in mind that this is after he 3rd November 9th they have spent together, roughly 12 hours they have spent together in total since they first met and after the first time they have sex....

Baby,” he says, his lips forming a smile. “ You have already made this the best sex I’ve ever had, and I’m not even inside you yet.” PS: this is a complete standalone (not part of a series) but there’s a secret something in this book that’s guaranteed to make you SQUEE if you’re already a fan of Colleen Hoover’s books!!! I call bullshit on this book. I know the romance genre is unrealistic because it’s mostly just womens’ wish fulfillment, but a straight, not unattractive guy swooping in to save a girl from a verbally abusive dad, buys her dinner, is a creative writing student, etc.? It doesn’t happen. This doesn’t exist.

Fallon describes herself as being “obsessive-compulsive” about hygiene. You could just say you find hygiene important instead of belittling an actual mental illness for a hyperbole. He shrugs, and a smug smile takes over his already irritating expression. I didn’t know I had it in me to become a father again.I rush toward the restroom to find a moment of reprieve from my father. I don’t know why I asked him to meet me today. It could be because I’m moving and I won’t see him for God knows how long, but that’s not even a good enough excuse to put myself through this. I stiffen beneath the guy’s arm when I feel his lips press against the side of my head. Damn L.A. traffic, he mutters.