I am not a romantic person, nor I am really interested in anything sexual. Despite this fact, I sometimes like to read some more a less romantic romance. It gives me a glimpse of what it would be, being romantic. And I still don’t get it. Lucky for me, we live in a period where people love to talk about non-binary stuff, and the interesting romance stories multiplied considerably (’cause, really, I can’t stand any bland “woman falls in love with rich man” story anymore, even with BDSM and abusive relationship in it). When an acquaintance suggested some books centred around asexuality, I was thrilled. Let’s check this out ! was my immediate reaction, and off I go to buy Cass Lennox and her Toronto Connections.
More specifically, I decide to read Finding your feet, apparently the second book in the series, which I didn’t know at that moment. Not that it is particularly important, since there are separate stories with the same characters. I did buy the other ones after this, but didn’t get around to read them yet.
So then, here you go with a glimpse of the story and the cover, and let’s get on talking about what I liked and disliked. Also, spoilers ahead, beware.
While on holiday in Toronto, Evie Whitmore planned to sightsee and meet other asexuals, not audition for a dance competition. Now she’s representing Toronto’s newest queer dance studio, despite never having danced before. Not only does she have to spend hours learning her routine, she has to do it with one of the grumpiest men she’s ever met. Tyler turns out to be more than a dedicated dancer, though—he might be the kind of man who can sweep her off her feet, literally and figuratively.