An imperative for a title, and an impatient one at that. Just Kiss Already announces its mode before a word of the story arrives: this is romance that knows exactly what the listener is waiting for and fully intends to make them wait a little longer. Lily Chu reaches our shelves through it, filed under romance and nothing else, which is its own kind of confidence.
Nine and a half hours is a full-length novel rather than a novella, and the length shapes the thing considerably. A book of that size has room for the misunderstanding that runs on too long, the friend group with strong opinions, the moment where somebody nearly says it and then does not. The catalogue offers the work and leaves the rest to it, which suits a novel whose entire premise is delayed gratification.