
I can't review this right now. I'm too emotional. I spent most of the book saying, "Oh my God, you know about that?" and "that's my favorite band, too," and "I know that bookstore you're pretending is fake and I love it too" and "Yes! Go Daily Show, die Fox News!" and "I know you're talking about Seattle, my own beloved home town, don't deny it" and loving the book so much that I was ready to read the rest of the series the very next time. Then near the very end, realizing that it was all going to break my heart in future books, that the HEA was playing with my soul... I couldn't sleep I was so upset. That's how much I connected with this book and how betrayed I am by where the series is going to go. One of the men in this perfect couple dies in the next book. Permanently. (You never know with fantasy novels.) What's even worse is that he doesn't die from his disease but he commits suicide. I just can't do it, I can't read any more of the books, and my heart is broken.
Damn you, Speed. Even your Kids in the Hall "Leafs!" references weren't enough for me to continue. Why do you have to be so effing good and then being so effing cruel? And why do I have to be such a basket case that I can't handle anything with permanent heartache?
Damn it.