It’s like it will kill CM Nacosta to simply write a scene linearly instead of in the weird-ass disjointed inception style fever dream way she does relentlessly and inartistically. And as a reader, I just didn’t find the exposition about hummingbird migratory patterns and event management nearly as compelling as I did the detailed Minotaur handjobs from Morning Glory Milking Farm. I’m 0/2 for mothman romances. *sigh*