Published August 2024 via St. Martin's Griffin
★★★★
Here is my favorite thing about McQuiston's books: they're all wildly different. Now, I love me a good series or book where I know exactly what to expect from the author—but I love even more going into a book and having no idea what it will look like except that it will be good.
Secondary to that, here is my favorite thing about The Pairing: McQuiston can make even a package tour of Europe sound appealing. Folks, I am my mother's daughter; usually I think the only vacation less appealing than a package tour with a bunch of strangers is a cruise. (So, a package tour, in a germ vessel, with a bunch of strangers...whom you can't escape.) McQuiston presents something a bit more interesting.
In The Pairing, Theo and Kit were inseparable...until it all fell apart. In the years since, they've built lives and careers independent of the other, and things are fine. They're fine. There's just the small matter of the trip they'd booked together, and postponed, and the voucher Theo has to use before the deadline. Just the small matter of Theo arriving at the tour bus and finding none other than Kit, who has cashed in his last-chance voucher too.
What follows is a romp through Europe complete with a whole lot of local food, complex wine descriptions,* and no-holds-barred sex. Well—some holds barred. Let's just say that Theo and Kit find other people easier to fall into bed with. There's quite a lot of sex throughout, but much of it is with other people, and (perhaps because a lot of readers are very vocal about disliking even consensual sex that is not between the two main characters? Though who knows) most of that sex stays off the page...but I think if you read this on the subway you will have some very invested seatmates peering over your shoulder in no time. In any case, I love that this manages to feel so fresh even while playing on 'done' themes, I love Theo all the time, I love Kit most of the time, and I'd happily read a book about any number of the side characters...but I expect McQuiston has something else, and less expected, in mind for the next book. Hopefully that comes soon, whatever it is.
*I admit that my palate is severely unrefined, and reading Theo describe the particular undertones of a given wine made me want to revive the game where my partner and I drink our cheap grocery-store wine with dinner and attribute the snobbiest, most outrageous notes possible to it.
Thanks to the author and publisher for providing a review copy through NetGalley.