The Kiss Quotient by Helen Hoang Book Review

The Kiss Quotient by Helen Hoang Book Review

About 3 people recommended this gorgeous book to me so last month (not actually knowing what it’s about lol) I picked it up from the bookstore and honestly, two words: NO REGRETS.

Goodreads Blurb:

 

A heartwarming and refreshing debut novel that proves one thing: there’s not enough data in the world to predict what will make your heart tick.

Stella Lane thinks math is the only thing that unites the universe. She comes up with algorithms to predict customer purchases–a job that has given her more money than she knows what to do with, and way less experience in the dating department than the average thirty-year-old.

It doesn’t help that Stella has Asperger’s and French kissing reminds her of a shark getting its teeth cleaned by pilot fish. Her conclusion: she needs lots of practice–with a professional. Which is why she hires escort Michael Phan. The Vietnamese and Swedish stunner can’t afford to turn down Stella’s offer, and agrees to help her check off all the boxes on her lesson plan–from foreplay to more-than-missionary position…

Before long, Stella not only learns to appreciate his kisses, but to crave all the other things he’s making her feel. Soon, their no-nonsense partnership starts making a strange kind of sense. And the pattern that emerges will convince Stella that love is the best kind of logic…

 

Rating:★★★★★(5/5)

 

Like what the people who recommended this book to me have said, The Kiss Quotient is so much like The Hating Game. It’s funny, charismatic and just incredible. I ate this book up in two days because it was written so well, and honestly, I don’t really want to write a whole in-depth review right now because I enjoyed it so much and I don’t want to analyse it a whole lot so this gon be short.

We are introduced to Stella, who I am ashamed to say if the first protagonist and the first character I’ve met so far that is on the autism spectrum. Stella has Asperger’s and because I don’t have much experience or knowledge on the subject, I think it’s safe to say that the representation was very accurate considering the author herself is a female with “high functioning autism”, as she describes in a very interesting author’s note (cue identity crisis and analysing my every move cause I admit I have some strange behavioural tendencies.)

This part of her character played a huge role in her relationships and her behaviour with others in this novel and I really loved it. I have never read the perspective of a character with autism before and it was so refreshing and so educational. This part of her character also made the gorgeous love interest, Michael, so much more attractive because I am not the biggest fan of male love interests that are just utter douchebags. I personally don’t read romance novels very often, I think this is actually my second read because I can’t think of any other adult romance books I own and it has seriously skyrocketed my expectations of what romance novels should be like from now on if I choose to read more of them.

Back to the hottie: Michael. He was so sweet. He had such an interesting backstory that made his character so much more real. This book dealt with the very sensitive issue of Michael being an escort, and how that affects his life but more so his motivations for being one in the first place. I also just loved that he was mixed Vietnamese! This representation was done so well, from his family to his ancestral culture.

Although frustrating at times, it was so cute that these two protagonists were so FREAKING BLIND THE WHOLE TIME. Like omG, just get together!!! Can’t you see that she/he loves you????? SHE BOUGHT YOU UNDIES MAN. *sigh* I still loved this book. I don’t know what else to say…if you like romance, just read it.

 

Until next time,

xx Tracy

PS: Photo to be added once I’ve taken some photos, I’ve been so busy with moving these days that the only active part of my Instagram is my story.

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