Review of Friendshipped by Savannah Scott
Can you keep a secret? ... I'm in love with my best friend.
There are three things you should know about me.
I hate running. No, really. I only run when someone's chasing me, and thankfully that's never happened.
My ideal Friday night includes pizza, The Princess Bride, and dancing with abandon.
And, I'm madly in love with my best friend.
That right there, that's my secret.
Trevor,
and I grew up next door to one another. Yes. He's the boy next door.
Even now, we rent opposite sides of a duplex, and we work across the
aisle from one another at the Corn Corners Tribune. Basically, there
isn't a part of my life Trevor hasn't touched. I take that back. Me. He
hasn't touched me.
He's made it clear we're in the friend zone
and whatever feelings he had for me were a passing thing for him, while
mine keep growing like a Chia pet on a humid summer day in the midwest.
Unruly, and apparently pointless.
So, now I'm resigned to get Trevor out of my system once and for all.
If
only Trevor would see me as more than a friend ... But, unless he shows
me otherwise, I'm going to have to do what it takes to move on.
As I've said before, friends
to lovers is one of my favorite tropes. Also, coworker romances. These two are also next door neighbors, which is also always a fun dynamic. It also gave me my favorite part, of him doing some improntu gardening while waiting for her failed date to leave. Obviously, it was inevitable for these two.
Note to more sensitive readers: I can't think of anything.
This book is perfect if you're looking for some old-fashioned rom-com escapism.
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