We’re just friends.
No, really. She’s just my best friend…
Arizona Turner has been my best friend since fourth grade, even when we “hated” each other. We’ve been there for one another through first kisses, first “times,” and we’ve been each other’s constant when good relationships turned bad. (We even went to colleges that were minutes away from each other…)
Throughout the years, and despite what anyone says, we’ve never crossed the line.
Never thought about it.
Never wanted to.
Until one night changed everything.
At least, it should’ve …
We’re just friends.
I’m only saying this until I figure out if she’s still “just” my best friend,
Whether it started in fourth grade (Arizona “Ari’s” take), or fifth grade (Carter’s take), they overcame their nastiness and became BFFs. Here you have two attractive people who seem to have no interest in each other. Alternating POVs, you see how they are there for each other thru all their firsts . . . with other people. Freely sharing about their first kiss, first time, etc. in detail. It was both awkward and sweet.
The title of the book comes from the series of notes they share throughout their childhood and Carter’s signature. Those letters and signature take on a deeper meaning towards the end of the book. But before getting ahead of myself, there is first the friendship.
Ari and Carter are the example of how a friendship should be. The tease one another relentlessly, but are there for each other in a heartbeat when something goes wrong. Literally leaving their dates hanging, at times. I feared the whole jealous angst thing, as one began to feel something more. But the author made it easy on me, having them both feel something at about the same time. Was that realistic? Probably not. However, it’s later clear that they ignored any possible attraction due to their friendship, and comments from others regarding the sex appeal of the other, is what woke them up, in a way.
Their relationship as friends to something more wasn’t slow or planned, it’s much more spontaneous. A long hard kiss in the dark, a playful touch, one druck confession.
“I” . . .” I felt a sudden oncoming of sleep. “I think you’re sexy as fuck, and if you weren’t my best friend, and this wasn’t a dream, I’d totally fuck you right now . . .”
One order of Chinese later and I was ready to smoke a cigarette.
It was interesting how they handled their intimacy and kept things on the downlow. They both played it so casual when it was anything but.
The couple faced a huge road block when Ari is given the opportunity of a lifetime, and seizes it without considering the consequences. She puts her heart out there and I wanted to applaud her for it. And then Carter fucks it all up. He has his reasons, which were selfless, but that didn’t stop me from wanting to smack him. Repeatedly.
You know that saying, “distance makes the heart grow fonder?” That perfectly sums up the wake up call Carter gets with the Ari’s physical and emotional distance. He finally exposes his emotions thru a series of Sincerely Carter letters. I was torn with feeling bad for him and feeling like he got what he deserved. But in the end, I knew Ari and Carter were right for each other. It was just a matter of how they would fix the damaged caused.
I devoured this book in a day and highly recommend it. I loved both Ari and Carter, as well as their odd set of friends. Yes, even Josh, the fuck up. If you are looking for a sweet friends to lovers story, this shoudl be near the top of your TBR list.