I love rom-coms and have read some really fantastic ones, but Sarah Hogle’s debut, You Deserve Each Other, blows them out of the water. Keep reading to hear my thoughts on this delightful debut and make sure you grab a copy of You Deserve Each Other as soon as it’s out on April 7, 2020!
Naomi Westfield has the perfect fiancé: Nicholas Rose holds doors open for her, remembers her restaurant orders, and comes from the kind of upstanding society family any bride would love to be a part of. They never fight. They’re preparing for their lavish wedding that’s three months away. And she is miserably and utterly sick of him.
Naomi wants out, but there’s a catch: whoever ends the engagement will have to foot the nonrefundable wedding bill. When Naomi discovers that Nicholas, too, has been feigning contentment, the two of them go head-to-head in a battle of pranks, sabotage, and all-out emotional warfare.
But with the countdown looming to the wedding that may or may not come to pass, Naomi finds her resolve slipping. Because now that they have nothing to lose, they’re finally being themselves—and having fun with the last person they expect: each other.
Alright, listen up, folks, because I’d like to make a public service announcement: READ THIS BOOK.
If I could, I would purchase thousands of copies and just run around saying, “You get a copy, and you get a copy, and you get a copy, everybody gets a copy!” like a rom-com Oprah. (Actually, can we make that a thing? I’d love that job.)
This debut has everything, and I mean everything, that my rom-com loving heart could ever ask for. Banter? Chemistry? Humor? Feels? Slow burn? Check, check, check, check, and check.
Naomi and Nicholas hate each other. Outwardly, everything seems fine, but under the surface they’re both stewing. At one point, they loved each other, were even in love with each other, but it’s been a while since they’ve felt that way. However, Naomi and Nicholas aren’t just enemies—they’re engaged.
Naomi can’t leave Nicholas as she’d get stuck footing the ridiculous wedding bill (courtesy of Nicholas’s overbearing mother). Nicholas, on the other hand, can’t leave Naomi as his overbearing mother is obsessed with him getting married and giving her grandchildren. With their wedding only three months out, both are determined to get the other to end the engagement, resulting in a delightfully petty game of chicken. When the gloves come off and the two of them start playing dirty, the two begin to realize just how much fun they can have together.
You Deserve Each Other hasn’t even come out yet and I’ve already read it twice. Both times, I read it in one sitting. Both times, I tried and failed to take any notes on this book because I couldn’t put it down. Both times, I was immediately taken with Sarah Hogle’s fresh, witty, and well-paced writing. I really cannot stress how fantastic this book is.
Naomi is also the most relatable character ever. Wry, quick-witted, and petty-as-hell, I absolutely loved her. Some personal favorite Naomi-isms include:
- “‘Your car isn’t that good-looking and didn’t even win the J.D. Power award.'”
- “This is how I’ll die: slightly unwilling but ultimately lazy.”
- “‘I’m barren. I lost my uterus in a Ponzi scheme.'”
- “I roll my eyes so hard, I see the spirit realm.”
Watching Naomi and Nicholas fall back in love was an absolute joy. It was pure magic. Their chemistry was off-the-charts (note: the door isn’t fully open in this romance, it’s ajar). I absolutely cherished the two of them and loved how the book could be so sweet and tender in one moment and riotously funny in the next.
Can lovers-to-enemies-to-lovers become a new trope, please? If it’s already a trope and you know of books that fit it, please send titles and suggestions as soon as possible. Even if it’s not, I’ll be okay—I already know this is a book I’m going to be reading over and over again.
- “‘Just so you know’ is how he says ‘duh’ to people without getting smacked. If I destroy him before he destroys me, I’m making sure his epitaph says JSYK, dummies, it’s a myth that your hair and nails keep growing after you die.”
- “The architecture of his face is intriguing when he smiles: skin stretching over enviable cheekbones with hollows carved beneath, making him look like he’s perpetually sucking in his cheeks. It’s a pouty, prissy sort of beauty that screams drape me over a leather chaise to contemplate ennui.”
- “I’m in a bad way. Boulder-size men with ZZ Top beards and face tattoos. Balding mad scientists. Count Chocula. The silhouette from Mad Men‘s credits. If this drought goes on any longer, I’ll be lusting after the featureless figure on men’s restroom signs.”
I received a copy of this book from the publisher and author in exchange for an honest review. This has not impacted or influenced my opinions.