Dear Rosie,

I’ll admit, I rolled my eyes when I saw ‘football player hero’—but *Dear Rosie* disarmed me within chapters. The narration is a huge reason why. Andi Arndt and Christian Fox don’t just *read* this book; they *inhabit* it. Arndt’s Rosie has this incredible rasp when she’s angry, like she’s holding back a decade of unsaid things, while Fox nails Nate’s ‘I’m used to getting my way’ arrogance without tipping into caricature. Their back-and-forth in the early chapters—especially the scene where they reconnect at a charity event—is electric, the kind of verbal sparring that makes you rewind just to catch the subtext. That said, the flashbacks to their childhood friendship occasionally feel *too* polished compared to the raw adult timeline. Tilly’s writing shines brightest in the present, where Rosie’s skepticism and Nate’s desperation to prove he’s more than his PR image create a push-pull that’s equal parts frustrating and addictive. My only real critique? The third-act conflict relies a bit too heavily on miscommunication, a romance trope that feels overused here. But the epilogue—*chef’s kiss*—redeems it, delivering an emotional payoff that’s both satisfying and grounded. If you love audiobooks where the narrators make you *believe* in the chemistry, and you’re okay with a hero who’s flawed but trying, this is a home run. Just maybe skip it if you’re over the ‘famous guy learns humility’ arc—though even then, Tilly gives it fresh teeth.