I was hoping this would be a short, romantic M/M romp, but it turned out to be… I don’t even know what it turned out to be. Maybe just confusing and uncomfortable.

At a technical level, the writing is good, but beyond that it’s a mess. I got emotional whiplash with the main character being drunk and suicidal one minute to abruptly getting it on the next. Ill-advised BDSM just kinda springs up out of left field without addressing several points of recent trauma for both characters - no prior discussion or consent or safe words, just, hi suddenly you’re restrained and also shut up and hold this thing in your mouth. (Do not do this IRL. Not even if the dom can read minds.) I’m a woman, so obviously sex between two men is not my personal area of expertise, but I’ve read enough M/M romance written by gay men to know how unrealistic the sex in this one is, so even that part wasn’t fun to read. And lastly, I don’t care how magical or benevolent a stalker is, they’re still a stalker.

This seemed like an interesting premise with a lot of potential, but nothing about it worked for me. I award this one Yike.

Least favorite quote:

Baby, no. It’s like he’s been magically stalking you and knows his way around your kitchen.