This book could be so much more, but instead turned more into a manual about "how difficult life can be for a gay athlete" than a true romance. Simon and Declan get into a relationship way too fast and with no background on what made Declan fall for Simon at all, as he's snurky, whinny and sarcastic but in a mean-spirited rather than fun way most of the time. Declan himself, is so perfect, he's almost a caricature, until he does something 20 pages before the end, that branded him as a huge a-hole and made me unable to forgive him at all.
The only good thing, is that the plot was fast and interesting enough to keep me reading until the end, even when the characters' antiques made me want to throw the book away and be done with it.