There's something about Timothy Janovsky books that keep me coming back for more every time. Every single one feels like a warm hug, You Had Me at Happy Hour is no exception. From the start, Janovsky's characters, Julien and Greg, create this sense of belonging (Julien has OCD and Greg GAD), that personally makes me feel so seen with my own mental illness. 

They're almost complete opposites — grumpy/sunshine, wine vs liquor, and so forth. A spilled tray of drinks and one semi-ruined shirt leaves them starting off on the wrong foot, but the sizzling attraction is burning steadily on the back burner. It's both hot & steamy and soft and full of yearning glances. I enjoyed every second of it! 

You should read this if you like mental health representation, grumpy/sunshine dynamics, food-adjacent romances, and sweet and steamy love.