Oct 22

Oct 22 Sweet Talk

Best Audiobooks, Audiobooks, 2021 Best, Best Romance II, Fiction, Romance

Score: 5/5 Bookmarks

Thank you to Headline Eternal for gifting me a review copy of Sweet Talk by Cara Bastone. This is the second in her Love Lines series and you can bet your sweet self I’m running to get a copy of that one too.

I just adored the characters in this book. They were vulnerable and real, and funny! This whole book basically takes place via text and phone calls, and if you’ve known me for more than five minutes you’ll know that good banter in books is my absolute favorite thing. This author really knows how to write good dialogue!

The book starts with our leading lady receiving a message at 2 am, from Eliot Hoffman, who she’s been crushing on for ages. Turns out he’s hit the wrong number, and not only that he’s got her saved in his phone as a bunch of random letters and numbers so he has no idea who he messaged. They start messaging back and forth and then progress to phone calls, but all the while Eliot is trying to figure out who she is. They get to know each other on a really deep level and talk about things they don’t talk about with anyone else. But there are a few secrets they’re holding back, and those just might destroy their budding relationship before it really gets started.

This was such a sweet read, and I whipped through it at lightning speed because it’s only 238 pages, and because I just couldn’t put it down. It was wonderfully paced, and the mystery of Eliot trying to work out who she is was a really compelling angle. There was some family drama, terminal cancer, parental abandonment, and substance abuse brought up in the book so just be aware if those are upsetting for you to read about.

It’s been a few days and I still keep thinking about this book. I suspect it’s one that will stay with me.

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Synopsis:

It’s officially booty o’clock, I’m alone again in my kitchen choking down a slice of terrible chocolate cake…and I’m pretty sure I just got drunk texted by the man I have a ginormous crush on.

I’ve been daydreaming about Eliot Hoffman’s dimples for two months, and even though I’m sure this was a mistake on his end, it doesn’t mean it’s not an opportunity on mine. It’s the middle of the night, and I just wanna talk to him. So I text him back.

And then somehow we keep talking…ALL NIGHT. We’re both insomniacs, so talking all night soon turns into talking EVERY night.

And talking about nothing soon turns into talking about something.

And here we go from in-depth analysis of reality TV to my relationship with my family to his amazing artwork. There’s no topic we don’t cover…

Except for who I really am. It’s the only question of his I won’t answer.

As my crush turns into an avalanche of Eliot, I think of him all the time now. But if he knew who I was, the entire house of cards we’ve built this relationship on would come toppling down. I want him to be mine, but we might never be more than just a sweet dream….