Seventeen-year-old Caymen Meyers studies the rich like her own personal science experiment, and after years of observation she’s pretty sure they’re only good for one thing—spending money on useless stuff, like the porcelain dolls in her mother’s shop.
So when Xander Spence walks into the store to pick up a doll for his grandmother, it only takes one glance for Caymen to figure out he’s oozing rich. Despite his charming ways and that he’s one of the first people who actually gets her, she’s smart enough to know his interest won’t last. Because if there’s one thing she’s learned from her mother’s warnings, it’s that the rich have a short attention span. But Xander keeps coming around, despite her best efforts to scare him off. And much to her dismay, she’s beginning to enjoy his company.
She knows her mom can’t find out—she wouldn’t approve. She’d much rather Caymen hang out with the local rocker who hasn’t been raised by money. But just when Xander’s attention and loyalty are about to convince Caymen that being rich isn’t a character flaw, she finds out that money is a much bigger part of their relationship than she’d ever realized. And that Xander’s not the only one she should’ve been worried about.
I was expecting more from this book but I did enjoy it. I really liked Cayman’s characters, how she lived in a doll shop, her group of friends, and her sarcasm but I wanted more from the plot line and to be honest even though she was sarcatic and funny her story didn’t grip me that much.
“Like the islands.”
“Your name. Caymen. Like the Cayman Islands. Is that your mom’s favourite place to visit or something?”
“No, it’s her third favourite place. I have an older brother named Paris and an older sister named Sydney.”
“Wow.” He opens the bag, takes out a muffin, and hands it to me. The top glistens with sprinkled sugar. “Really?”
I gently unwrap it. “No.”
I feel for Cayman I truly do, the amount of times I’ll be joking about something and people at work look at me like I’m serious, guys its a joke I just do a great deadpan sometimes.
“A lot of people don’t get my humor. My mom calls it dry humor. I think that means “not funny,” but it also means I’m the only one who ever knows it’s a joke.”
The side characters are really well done and I loved the dynamic between everyone. The setting was fun and creepy with all the porcelain dolls random sidenote* my Mum use tom collect them and believe me there not fun to bump into at night and the love interest was really cute. All in all this was a really enjoyable quick read but I wouldn’t re-read it.
While I liked Xander I wasn’t in love with him, he was cute and rich and nice but I couldn’t find much substance to him, I’d read there love scenes and just be like
My Favorite quote:
“Is that your subtle way of saying you missed me last week?”
“I’ve missed my hot chocolate. I just think of you as the guy who brings it to me. Sometimes I forget your name and call you hot chocolate guy.”
To be honest I don’t think I like the whole “oh he’s rich I can never have him” trope. I don’t know why it just doesn’t hold my interest .