I am absolutely obsessed. This book put the biggest smile on my face. Go read it now, forget my review! When guys from a cartel show up to steal Simon the straight-laced paleontologist's fossilised egg for their boss, things look bad. But then Dalton leaps in with his baseball bat and his pink mohawk, and the two of them go on the run, determined to return the egg to its rightful home. What ensues is a wild road trip with unpredictable, lovable Dalton firmly at the wheel, while Simon grapples with new feelings and attempts to navigate kitschy tourist stops, far too much sugar, first dates, and safehouses with only one bed. Oh, and the guy he's falling in love with is also a shifting raptor. Don't think, buy.