Best Friends Don't Kiss

I’ll admit, I went into *Best Friends Don’t Kiss* expecting another by-the-numbers friends-to-lovers trope fest—but within 20 minutes, Elizabeth Hart’s narration had me snort-laughing in my car. Her delivery of the heroine’s *I can’t believe I’m considering this* internal spirals is *chef’s kiss*, especially when she’s listing the pros and cons of kissing her best friend like it’s a business decision. Nelson Hobbs matches her beat for beat, giving the love interest this infuriatingly smug warmth that makes you understand why she’s torn. Their chemistry is electric, and the way they play off each other during the *ahem* spicier scenes? Perfection. That said, the middle act drags just a touch—there’s a subplot involving a rival love interest that feels more like a speed bump than a real obstacle. And while the family dynamics are hilarious, a few of the side characters (looking at you, over-the-top cousin) veer into caricature. But the pacing picks up again once the emotional stakes ramp up, and the finale delivers both the grovel and the grand gesture with satisfying panache. What really won me over, though, was how the audiobook leans into its absurdity without undermining the heart of the story. The production is crisp, with no awkward edits or volume inconsistencies, and the narrators’ performances elevate even the silliest moments. If you love rom-coms that balance humor with genuine emotional beats—and narrators who *get* the assignment—this is a no-brainer. Just maybe don’t listen to Chapter 12 in public.