I really wanted to love this book. It’s got an adorable cover, it includes one of my favorite tropes (grumpy/sunshine), the MMC is inspired by Roy Kent, and the FMC is a plus sized ghostwriter by trade. It’s alternately an emotional exploration of two damaged people, and startlingly filthy(in a good way!). Somehow though, the pieces just didn’t come together as well as I’d hoped.  The dirty talk is top tier, and the pining was sooo good. Overall though, I found the pacing a bit uneven, and the miscommunication trope really started to wear thin for me by the end.  I still found it an enjoyable read, but I can’t help wishing for more.