Rachel Livingston swallowed her pride, published what was essentially a love letter to Malcolm Saint, and dove into work to put her breakup with Malcolm Saint out of her mind. Social media and the opinion of the general public was split as to whether they supported the tell-all letter or were happy to see Rachel fall out of favor with the city's favorite millionaire bachelor playboy. When she is called to Malcolm's office, she discovers the reason is something she would have never expected. 
 I loved Rachel's independent spirit. She knew her feelings for Malcolm, but also knew that she needed to have an identity beyond his radius and fought him for that one piece even though his solution would have been the easy way out. 
 I think I loved Malcolm more in this than in the original. He is easier to be around, less harsh, less about his ego. He still knows what he wants and isn't willing to give up, but he has also learned some lessons about relationships from the time apart. 
 Told entirely from Rachel's point of view again, I missed having the counter voice that certain scenes from Malcolm's perspective would have given. But Rachel has a clear voice, and like the journalist she is, tells the story concisely and with emotion fitting the scenes. 
 This felt like a fairly smooth story, compared to Manwhore. There was a lot of ground to travel between these two. Trust to build, mistakes to account for. When the future of Edge, the magazine for which Rachel writes, is once again in question, Malcolm is there with a solution if only Rachel wants it. 
 I feel like things are not over for Rachel and Malcolm. There is a definite conclusion to this story, but I feel like enough has not been settled that waiting for Ms. Manwhore will be worth the time. I like where they ended in this book, but await that feeling of confidence in their place that will come at the end of their saga. 
 I was gifted a copy in exchange for an honest review.