5 "Loving the Games" Stars 
 This book has perfection written all over it. Inside it. Around it. Before it, and after it. And maybe much after, when I have read through more books in the next few years, it will remain perfect. 
 It's not because it surpasses other romances. It is because, this book and it's exceptional writing were never in the race. You know how Zapata's writing is incomparable? You can hate or like her, but you can't box her along with other writers. Sally Thorne is the same. And she gets her own special box. 
 You're always beautiful. 
 Joshua and Lucinda are each others' arch nemeses. Ever since their respective publishing houses merged, the two are at logger heads. And they take it all out in the form of back breaking competition and games like The Staring Game, or The How You Doing Game. 
 Just, just look at this statement. Games? Its the perfect way to keep things light and add that playful charm to a story. Of course these games are sometimes hurtful and sometimes hilarious, but what an ingenious thing to use in a romance. Bravo, Sally, bravo! 
 There is so much I want to say about this book but everything is rushing out and I am inept at channelising my love. I can feel the remnants of those short spikes of joy while I was reading this book. Every time Lucy observes something new about Josh, I did a mental fist pump. Because despite her not knowing, I know each and every one those observations make him that much more lovely, and brings him that much more closer. We're simply seeing this momentous point of her life through her eyes. There are no extra clues lying around as if Lucy can psychically read Josh's mind. 
 The climb to the crescendo of their romance is such a beautiful journey. It's untouched by the common romance edicts, and unhindered by the author's outside view. There's only the road infront of me. And it is the most lushly green and lively path you will ever be upon. 
 That's a lot of poetic jibber jabber from my side. If I say anything more, I'll throw my heart out at this book... As if it's not already captured. 
 And meanwhile, I'm going to dance my heart out.