It's not very often that I sit down with a book and not move from my spot until I've read the book cover to cover. But that's what I did with this book, and I thoroughly enjoyed it.
Despite knowing the whole story before I even opened the book, I still felt Chloe's indignation at Taylor's egocentricity, her anger at his ability to constantly get under his skin. And even though I knew there was more to him than meets the eye, I couldn't help but hate him along with Chloe, adding my own nonverbal "You go, girl!" every time she said something snotty to him.
But of course, Taylor wins in the end, forcing women everywhere to fall for his many, many charms, the jerk. I'll admit, this fictional character made me swoon. Several times.
And I have to say, Jenni James knows her audience. She writes about teenagers, for teenagers. This may mean that words like "awesome" and "sheez" are WAY overused, but the kids are normal, the events believable. Even though I'm not a teen, I enjoyed this book. Immensely.
It doesn't matter how this story is told--in nineteenth-century England or a modern high school--this story is timeless and will always attract women young and old, no matter how many times they are exposed to it.
Oh, and "Taylor Anderson is a chicken butt!" is one of the funniest lines I've ever read.