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When I got home that evening, he was in the kitchen, and I just swept him up. Hugged the shit out of him and pressed a small kiss into his neck. Boundaries. I still struggled a bit with those. “G,” he said sternly. “I’m not your boyfriend.” “Talks like a boyfriend. Walks like a boyfriend.” I smacked a kiss on his cheek. “Boyfriend.”

I fear my reviews for this author’s books might be repetitive, if only because I’m equally as impressed by the writing every single time. Sophia Soames has a way of writing that will just drag you into a story. It feels so personal, so easy, very real, but it’s also sometimes really beautiful. The stories themselves are often things I wouldn’t really consider to be things I love, but I would probably give most things by this author a chance.

The boys in this book are a bit ridiculous. They’re never mean-spirited, but they mess it up sometimes. It takes them a good long while as well as a kick in the ass by the star of the book (Stewart, Reuben’s dad) for them to sort it out, but they eventually do. There’s a lot of push and pull here, and sometimes more push than pull, but it was still quite low angst. They each have their struggles, but caring for the other is never one of the problems.

I have been in an eye-reading slump for a bit (have been devouring audiobooks like nobody’s business tho), so it took me a while to finish this one. I probably need a shot of pure action and mortal peril to revive me, which this book isn’t. It was just a little slow for my current needs.

Major plus points for several really good BJ scenes. I love those