I hated this book.
Okay, "hated" is a very strong word, and I did finish the book, so obviously I didn't hate it that much, but I haaaaaated this book. And then I felt bad because I'm sure the author is a lovely person and I know she's quite popular.
It was actually pretty funny that this is the book that I randomly decided to read as my break from history of science stuff because the male love interest is an historian/philosopher of history. (I laughed and laughed and laughed when I got to that part, and it's in the first chapter. Seriously, only *I* could pick up a book to take a break from reading history of science and have it be about an historian of science.)
Harry comes from a long line of carnival folks on one side of the family and wealthy investors on the other. Both sides are very bitter that their beloved child lowered the gene pool by marrying someone from the other family, and yet both families are keen on using Harry's amazing cleverness and somehow intense money-making abilities as an academic (....?) to their advantage.
Molly, the female love interest, comes from a long line of inventors, and although she didn't inherit the inventiveness she did inherit her father's fortune and is managing the trust he set up to support newbie inventors who need funds for their start up. She & Harry meet because she needs an expert to look over grant proposals for her. They allegedly have nothing in common except for the foundation and their inexplicable lust for each other, so Harry proposes they have an affair and Molly is firmly in support of this idea. Eventually they fall in love and seem to form a genuine partnership.
It's been a long time since I've been able to just relax and read a romance novel, and the last one I read was a paranormal, so I'm not sure if the stuff in this book is typical of the genre right now. There is no real impediment to the lovers hooking up, save for the disapproval of their extended families. They have very few misunderstandings and actually talk to each other whenever there's a problem. Also, there's no dubious consent, no "I'm new to all this, please teach me how to please you" wide-eyed innocence, and no "I love you, but we can't be together" nonsense. These parts I really really enjoyed.
But.
Whyyyyyyyyyyyy is there a totally random subplot about whether or not Harry has inherited psychic powers from his carnival family? If you took that entire part out I would still have disliked this book but I wouldn't have spent nearly so much time complaining about it to my poor ever-suffering friends. (Who, yes, kept asking me why I was reading it. I told them I would throw a history of ecology book at them if they didn't stop asking.)
There's also this bit where Harry is really concerned about the "dark turn" his sexuality apparently takes when he tries to let go of control and show his true self to a woman. With some hints early on I was actually expecting this to be something vaguely kinky. No, no it is not. Basically, he gets really intense. I can understand how this might be off-putting to some women, but to me it was like "Seriously? Seriously? You don't paint yourself with mustard and call yourself a hot dog? That's it?" *sigh*
There's also this bit about how Molly is being stalked/threatened by someone. I was very irritated that I figured out who this person was at their first mention. I hate when that happens because I like my super-genius characters who may or may not have psychic powers to be at least as smart/observant as I am. (See also: Why I didn't like the first episode of Sherlock.)
Also, the sex bored me. :(
ANYWAY. This is all a long way of saying: I hated this book, and a big chunk of why I hated it was that it had things I really wanted to like (a grown-up relationship!!) and things I could have liked (the history of science stuff pained me, as you can imagine) and then ruined it all with tepid sex, a ridiculous subplot, and cardboard cut-out villains. I'll probably try something else by the same author, but I wouldn't go out of my way to seek it out.