Sometimes it takes just one night to change everything.
Shera Benoit finally feels ready to reenter the dating pool after her last relationship left her with insecurities and trust issues. She’s been eyeing Michael, a newcomer to the LA scene, for the past few months, and she finally asks him out despite red flags like his flightiness, self-involvement, and the way he asks her “So where are you from—originally?”—a question the biracial Shera is used to getting, but “the framing…made [her] feel divorced from humanity.” When she gets to the bar where they’re supposed to meet, though, Michael shows up late, and it’s Irish punk band frontman Max King who makes her feel desired. She winds up going home with him instead, but starts second-guessing her decision pretty quickly. Max’s honesty and openness comfort her, though, and she allows herself to be vulnerable as they talk. As the late night turns to early morning, Shera and Max’s conversations and intimate moments lead them both to experience a rollercoaster of emotions, confront difficult pasts, and question deeply held beliefs. At first, readers might think they’re in for a fun, spicy romance, but this brief novel is really more of a close character study of two flawed people who evolve through their relationship as they learn not just about each other, but about themselves. Shera’s namesake is the storyteller Scheherazade from Arabian Nights, and this fits both with Shera’s aspirations as a writer and her captivating, poetic first-person narrative throughout the book. Some of the big emotional swings feel exaggerated, but they add necessary tension and conflict, and make the ending all the more satisfying.
A thoughtful, introspection-filled, bite-sized romance.