I'm not really sure what to think about this book. It seemed more just a rambling bunch of thoughts than a book. And it's not because it's just about one night (I really enjoyed On Chesil Beach by Ian McEwan). Maybe because it never really goes anywhere, and you just read about how he's feeling, and about these 2 women, without there actually being a true plot. I read through it quickly but I'm glad it's over...