*** 2.5 Stars ***

I didn't think this was a bad book, per se, but it just wasn't for me.

I thought the author did a good job of creating characters with depth and back story - really flushing them out and making them feel messy and real. Without question, this level of detail would have paid off in a longer novel. Unfortunately, in a book only slightly over 200 pages, it seems like too much energy was expended on secondary characters and extraneous drama (the baby mama could have stayed entirely off page, for instance, and the sub-plot with Ace's girlfriend could have been cut entirely).

And then there was the chemistry (or lack thereof).

While I totally bought Nash and Spencer as a quick roadside hookup or pseudo vacation fling a la superstar temporarily slums it with a townie territory, I never felt like this couple was Meant To Be. Part of that was definitely that I couldn't figure out what Nash got from his relationship with Spencer. I mean, I fully understood Nash's draw for Spencer - a faithful, family-oriented handyman with a wicked body and a better sense of playfulness?! I'll take a double scoop of that in a waffle cone, please! But Spencer? He was your stereotypical, self-absorbed Hollywood type. He called Bast and Tick friends, yet he never did anything for them or with them to back that sentiment up (and I'm fairly certain Tick called him "Sir" more than Spencer). And while he loathed the highhandedness of Peter's TV Buzz stunt, he sent his minions to practically kidnap Nash and bring him to Utah rather than fly to HIM or, oh, I don't know... pick up the phone and CALL him!

Even the cute epilogue couldn't redeem Spencer in my eyes.

Bottom line: I suppose this is okay for a romance novel, but in real life, this relationship would have fizzled out before the opening credits.