I could not finish this book. In fact, I stopped after three chapters. I thought it was going to be a sweet story where a woman falls in love with a man who irritated her during her school years but now is a mature person, and she finds herself surprisingly attracted to him. Nope. First of all, the language, up to and including the f-word, was a turnoff. Second, Bentley is an awful person, getting routinely drunk since high school, admitting to being an “ends justify the means” person, and still acting like a jerk to Maisey. By far the worst of all, the author decided to provide us with a luridly detailed description of a lewd sexual fantasy he has about her while masturbating. Normally I’ll finish even a poor book just to see how it ends, or to marvel over what a train wreck it is, but the language, filthy sexual passage, and horrid “hero” had me deleting this one quickly.