After devouring the first in the series, I couldn’t wait to get my hands on this one - and ended up mostly satisfied, if not quite as in love as I was with book one. Unlike book one, this is a sweet slow-burn of a romance - to the point where sometimes it dragged with the self-blame both men heaped upon themselves. Think misunderstanding to the one-hundredth degree, then throw in two guys who literally cannot communicate for the first half. Once Kostya understands what happens, the self-recrimination eases up a bit (maybe not as much as it could have) and the pace definitely picked up - not to the freewheeling wildness of book one, but the main mystery was unwound a bit and kind Kostya has a satisfying HEA.