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Romances that bring friends together should show some reason why the two people like each other. Right? That seems to be the tactic that works for other stories. As complete opposites, you’d think Dexter and Emma were turned on by these differing facts. But, the characters actually seem annoyed by most of what makes them dissimilar. In short, there is nothing to explain why they would actually care about each other. And, there’s no reason for me to care about them either, for that matter. Dexter is a sleazy pig of a jerk, who is also an alcoholic and a druggy. Emma is bad-tempered and critical– she snaps and complains about people, yet she secretly seems to admire Dexter for the things she can’t stand about him: spontaneity and bravery. I’m supposed to be watching their friendship slowly turn into something more, but the trouble is that I cannot even understand why they’re friends to begin with. They are merely a one-night stand gone completely wrong. It seems the only reason they hang around each other is to keep the sexual tension alive, which is really the only thing that they have – attraction. If the years that pass are supposed to show how the two grow closer together, why don’t either show much evolution in their characters? The only time either one has an insightful thought about themselves or their relationship is when they are drunk. How insightful can those thoughts really be if the two supposed friends bicker and criticize one another more than anything? To make matters worse, the end does not give anything to satisfy my unanswered questions and confusion about the relationship of Dexter and Emma. Sadly, I wished the story had ended 200 pages in, or less, which meant I was less than half way before I wanted to tear the rest of the pages out of this never-ending unromantic story.