Treasure is such a frustrating novella. On the one hand I was instantly charmed by our two leads. Trisha and Alexis are lovely characters. Their immediate attraction and sweet butterfly fueled mutual attraction and eventual romance was delightful to read. 

However it was really difficult to get through this story because despite having gripping leads this novella was sorely lacking in structure. Similarly to another of Rebekah Weatherspoon's books, Rafe, Treasure felt more  like a selection of scenes chronologically put together than a story. The romance had no thrust or forward momentum, character motivations were clunkily dropped into the narrative between sex scenes and nothing was meaningful expanded on or elaborated on the page. 

And those threads dropped into the story were interesting. I liked hearing about Trisha's complicated relationship with her mother and Alexis' mental health issues and anxieties. But Weatherspoon failed to craft a romance that richly explored these facets of the characters. Treasure unfortunately read like an early draft. There's some true gems buried under there but it needed some serious shaping to truly shine.