Blurb:
Just friends.
We’re just friends.
No, really. She’s just my best friend...
Arizona Turner has been my best friend since fourth grade, even when we “hated” each other. We’ve been there for one another through first kisses, first “times,” and we’ve been each other’s constant when good relationships turned bad. (We even went to colleges that were minutes away from each other…)
Throughout the years, and despite what anyone says, we’ve never crossed the line.
Never thought about it.
Never wanted to.
Until one night changed everything.
At least, it should’ve ...
Just friends.
We’re just friends.
I’m only saying this until I figure out if she’s still “just” my best friend…
Review: 3 Stars
I've been in a bit of a reading slump lately. The past few books I've ready have been just okay. Unfortunately, Sincerely, Carter didn't hit the mark for me. I didn't feel particularly connected to the characters. I can't really wrap my mind around knowing the intimate details of a manwhore BFF's conquests and then being next in line. The transition to more than friends happened pretty abruptly. One second they are saying that intimacy with a friend never works out and then later that day, they have sex with each other.
For most of the book, the balance of power in the relationship was with Carter. It made Arizona seem like a rag doll in the relationship. I was happy when the dynamic shifted later on in the book, though maybe I just wanted to see Carter be miserable for a while.
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