⭐️⭐️⭐️.5 stars. 

I definitely loved Adam and Olive together. They were absolutely opposites attract and grumpy x sunshine. Plus, this book had one of my favorite tropes, fake dating!! One of my favorite things about them was the fact that they met in the prologue first and then again two years later!! Like why didn’t Adam say anything to Olive before 😭 like he didn’t even have to bring up the bathroom meet cute. But it was so perfect regardless, especially since he remembered things she said in that bathroom even though two years had passed 😳. The only this is that I wished we had some more development between them because Olive was just admitting that she had a crush on Adam and then she’s in love with him already?? Also, I just know that if we had Adam pov’s it would’ve been 10x better. Because that man was down BAD for her in the bonus scene. Like he was ravenous in every sense of the word.

Also, I loved the friendships both Olive and Adam had. Like the fact that Adam was friends with Holden for three decades, almost four is so insane and perfect 😭😭. And then Anh and Malcom matched Olive’s craziness perfectly. And the fact that Malcom and Holden started dating too 👏👏 . Especially since their personalities were so similar. Plus, I was so happy to see that Malcom and Adam had a good amount of things in common and I could imagine them growing to be really good friends over time, especially since they’re dating each others best friends 😭.

"Did you…Did you just kiss me?" "Nope."

"Ah. Okay, then. Are you sure?"

Dammit.

"Are you not . .Married, or something?"

"My wife and the twins won't mind."

"I'm considered a flight risk."

"Flight risk?“ God, he was a felon on parole. A jury of his peers had convicted him for crimes against grad students. He'd probably whacked someone on the head with a microscope for mislabeling peptide samples. (she’s such a dramatic overthinker 🤦‍♀️🤣)

“He was smiling, staring at her with a strange light in his eyes. And would you look at that: Adam Carlsen had dimples.”

“I’m all sticky, Adam.”

"Ssh. I'll clean you up myself."

“He was warm, and smelled like himself, like safe and home.”

"I am going to take care of this. And then I'll come find you, and I'll take care of you."

"And I'm awakened by this waterfall pouring down on me—"

Adam rolled his eyes. "It was a drop."

"And I'm asking myself why it's raining inside the cabin, when I realize that it's coming from the top bunk and that Adam, who was, like, thirteen at the time-"

"Six. I was six, and you were seven."

"Had pissed the bed, and the piss was seeping through the mattress and onto me."

"I should never have trusted him with you. I'm sorry."

He said it-"with you"—like Olive was something special, uniquely precious to him. His most beloved treasure. It made her want to shiver, and laugh, and weep at the same time. It made her happy and confused.

"Sweetheart. What is the second thing?"

"Ik hou van jou, Adam."

“I like no one, absolutely no one, but I liked you from the start. I liked you when I didn't know you, and now that I do know you it's only gotten worse. Sometimes, often, always, I think about you before falling asleep. Then I dream of you, and when I wake up my head's still there, stuck on something funny, beautiful, filthy, intelligent that's all about you.”

“Is there anything I can do for you? I'll take you grocery shopping and fill your fridge when we're back home. Buy you a new bike and a case of decent reagent and that sludge you drink. Kill the people who made you cry. Is there something you need?

Name it. It's yours. If I have it, it's yours.”

Olive lifts a hand, just to run her fingers through his hair, and Adam is speechless. Mindless. This is— Jesus. Oh, God.

She smiles at him, happy, hopeful, beautiful, and says, "Hey"

Adam smiles, too, and thinks, This is it. He thinks, I love you. He thinks, Maybe, one day, you'll even let me tell you. And he says,"Hey.'