I've got to say I'm pleasantly surprised about this novella. I thought it was going to be a bit more BDSM than I typically would like. However the kink was mild and it did take a nice surprising, hot turn.
Malcolm is a cocky little shit. He's a cynic hiding behind a veneer so people don't know who he really is. He's on the prowl when he runs into American tourist Owen.
Owen can definitely hold his own and is not going to be pushed around unless he wants to be pushed. His genuineness is what wins Mal over, bringing down his carefully constructed walls and regimen, as these two spend a glorious weekend together.
This was really more a sweet romance which I was totally fine with. I will read the sequel.