Kaat

Kaat is ready to marry her girlfriend Stone. They live together in Paris, are both pursuing their careers, and have even talked about having a baby. Then a motorcycle accident disrupts Kaat's plans, and she is confronted by flaws in their seemingly perfect life and a secret that could destroy everything.

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Bikes vs Humans

I guess finding true love on the back of a motorcycle might be a crazy thing to do.

Lesbian fiction written by a man

I don't mean that as a "reader beware" it anything. There were just a number of times during the story where I got taken out of it because it felt like it was focusing on the wrong things. For example, at the end (after what I'd call the climax, but not quite at the denouement proper), Kaat thinks about losing her virginity to a young man and deriving absolutely no joy from the experience. It's not outright distasteful, but it's mostly out of nowhere and feels gross because there's some minor dubcon to it. And the only reason I can imagine the author felt including this at that time (or any time) is their assumption that that moment must have had profound impact upon her life. Perhaps it does for some lesbians. Maybe a lot of lesbians, I don't know. What I do know is that men essentially never need women to be hurt like this in their stories, and yet it seems a curious prerequisite. It's just extra weird in a story about love without men involved. Please stop this. (Again, this wasn't the only moment, but it sticks out the most.)

Most expressions of passion between the two main women worked for me, though. It's wonderfully read, too.

Don't do it.

This book started off not bad but then it just went down hill from there. It was becoming predictable after it started but the ending was not what I expected. It was straight horrible story telling and completely irrational.

Waste of time

The blandness of this no story novella leaves me wondering why I wasted my time listening to it.

Wish it was longer

The story dragged me in by my thumbs and when it was done my heels were planted wanting more.