Review: Can’t Get Enough
It took until 2024 until I read any of Kennedy Ryan’s novels - so many books, so little time, am I right? - but I was so glad I had given her, and her Skyland series, a chance. Can’t Get Enough is the final book in the trilogy and finally gives readers some insight into Hendrix, the most elusive friend of the trio we’ve come to know and love in this series.
Here’s the book’s description:
Hendrix Barry lives a fabulous life. She has phenomenal friends, a loving family, and a thriving business that places her in the entertainment industry's rarefied air. Your vision board? She’s probably living it.
She’s a woman with goals, dreams, ambitions—always striving upward. And in the midst of everything, she's facing her toughest challenge caring for an aging parent.
Who has time for romance? From her experience, there's a low ROI on relationships. She hasn't met the man who can keep up with her anyway. Until...him.
Tech mogul Maverick Bell is a dilemma wrapped in an exquisitely tailored suit and knee-melting charm. From their first charged glance at the summer's hottest party, Hendrix feels like she’s met her match. Only he can’t be. Mav may be the first to make her feel this seen and desired and appreciated, but he’s the last one she can have. Forbidden fruit is the juiciest, and this man is off limits if she plans to stay the course she’s set for herself.
But when Maverick gives chase—pursuing her, spoiling her, understanding her—is it time to let herself have something more?
I liked that Hendrix and Maverick each knew themselves so well, they knew who they were. There was no doubt about what brings them joy in their lives or what’s important to them. Hendrix especially had to learn that she could have everything she wants in her career but adding a relationship isn’t taking away anything. It doesn’t have to be one or the other. It’s OK that a relationship can also make her happy. Ryan expressed it much more eloquently but my silly self didn’t make notes of the exact quotes that hit just right!
While I’m so glad to have read the final book in Ryan’s Skyland series, there were a couple of things that kept me from rating it higher. First, this book did not have to be as long as it was. Sometimes I love having a nice, long romance book I can tuck into. But the length of this one actually hurt the story, in my opinion. The middle of the book dragged. The will-they-won’t-they got to be a bit much and the lead up to Hendrix having to go back to her mom’s to look after her while her aunt recovered from surgery was tiresome. I felt like there wasn’t anything new being shared at this point and I was more than ready for the action to move along. I know it’s fun to read about lives that you’d never experience yourself and it was, at times, to read about two characters who didn’t have to worry about money. But that also got tiresome. Both Hendrix and Maverick were solid, down to earth people. But seeing their wealth splashed around got old, real quick.
One of my favourite things about Hendrix, all the way through the series, was that she was childfree by choice, just like me. It’s getting more common to see heroines of all kinds in romance novels but I’m always happy to read about those who know they don’t want kids. And are completely unapologetic about it. It shouldn’t have to be something I point out in a review but it is. Authors like Ryan are changing how we picture the typical romance heroines (in more ways than one) and I’m so here for it.
Can’t Get Enough is a romantic love story but where Kennedy Ryan’s Skyland series shines is by also being a platonic love story. Hendrix, Soledad, and Yasmen have the most solid of friendships and that relationship is the one to be envious of. But the love stories Ryan writes? Oh, they’re a bit of alright, too. While this one didn’t hit the way I wanted, I’m still looking forward to reading more of Ryan’s romances in the future.
*An egalley of this novel was provided by the publisher, Forever, via NetGalley in exchange for review consideration. All opinions are honest and my own.*