Oh, Finn … What’s there not to love? He’s strong, smart, rugged and handsome. He’s CANADIAN. And he’s a fisherman, so he’s good with rope. Finn also gets major bonus points for his special skills with his mouth — dirty talk included. I was filled with giddy anticipation each time I cracked open this book.

Not convinced?

Here are some quotes to highlight Finn’s book boyfriend merits:

“I’m woman enough to admit that I’m completely obsessed with his forearms. They’re roped, thick, every single muscle defined. I want to see him haul a big net onto the deck of his ship. God, he would make majestic fisherman porn.”

“He could only do rowdy because he felt what I felt: that whip-crack unleashing that comes when you meet the person who frees you.”

“I want to be good to you.” He rolls me to face him, and kisses me once before admitting, “I’m just fucking wild for you.”
“I think I spotted that just now,” I whisper.
“I mean,” he clarifies, “the I love you kind of wild.”