Swooony swoon! Every gal needs a guy pal like Hunter. This woman was one of the good ones, the type that any guy would be lucky to have. His feelings toward Brit had always been entirely platonic, but he wasn’t an idiot. “…You can too,” Hunter said emphatically. “Yeah, well, I do feel like it,” she said moodily “Don’t date unless you feel like it, and keep it casual.” “Wait, I thought the question we were addressing was what was wrong with the men of New York?” And, no, I didn’t think he was the one, it’s just. You’re not actually brokenhearted over that dude. And yet somehow I end up on the sad side of the breakup equation.” “Can you believe it? I mean, the guy lives next door to his mother, and she still makes him breakfast. “Well, I did warn you about the hazards of dating someone named Lenny.” “Do you want to tell me what’s making you pissy or not?”Īh. I can’t recall previously reading Layne, however, I’ve thoroughly dusted off the remnants from the rock I’ve undoubtedly been under and am grateful my first foray into her funny, entertaining writing finally came along.īrit is unlucky in love and dammit to hell, she’s getting older and has plans for romance and babies- with no prospective soulmate in sight.įorget soulmate, there isn’t a man in sight who hasn’t friend zoned her or dated her-and either dumped her for greener pastures or the relationship sparks fail to launch and they inevitably crash and burn. I Think I Love You is one of the most fun and spirited friends to lovers story I’ve had the pleasure of reading. Not only has she become an expert at seduction, the man becoming thoroughly seduced is him. And soon Hunter realizes he has taught Brit too well. Hunter and Brit have always been careful to keep things perfectly platonic, but the fake dates and faux flirting are starting to feel like the real deal. But Brit’s request is a surprise he doesn’t see coming-and one he’s definitely not prepared for. Hunter Cross has always figured there’s nothing his best friend Brit can do to surprise him. And who better to coach Brit through the art of seduction than the guy who first gave her the “let’s be friends” card? But after yet another promising suitor says they have no sparks, Brit decides it’s time to torch her dating game and try a new plan. Am I giving off some sort of weird vibe? Does it say platonic across my forehead? Or do I have an unremarkable label on my boobs?”įans of friends to lovers trope, look no further, Layne delivers just what you’ve been jonesing for in her Oxford series ending, I Think I Love You.īrit Robbins knows that dating in New York City is hard-she just hoped to have it mastered by age thirty.
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