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GENRE
-contemporary romance
CONTENT
-🤬: 2 d
-❤️: make outs
-⚠️: loss of sibling in a drunk-driving accident (past), grief (present)
I absolutely loved Once Upon a Boy Band, and I looked forward to this one so much. It did NOT disappoint!
Freddie is a world-famous rockstar; Ivy is his personal assistant (who really is more of a manager of his entire life). They've worked together for five years, and Ivy has been hiding her feelings for Freddie for four of those.
Ivy is beginning to realize that she needs to distance herself from Freddie if she's ever going to get over him, BUT THEN she orders him to kiss her to save him from a PR disaster and things go viral. So, yes, Ivy then begins to fake date the man she is already in love with. Thankfully, it doesn't take Freddie too long to catch up to her feelings.
These two are just so cute together. They balance each other out well. I really loved how Freddie found a sense of belonging with Ivy's family when his own family was just not very understanding of him. It was also lovely to watch Freddie support Ivy as she dealt with her grief and confronted situations that triggered it.
I can't wait to see what Jenny has in store for Leo and Jace.
Favorite Quotes:
-Freddie’s eyes brighten, his delight utterly unabashed as he smiles at Eli, who reaches up and pats Freddie’s cheeks, then smiles in return. Oh. Oh, this is not good. Freddie holding a baby? What sort of inexplicable torture is this? I’ve always been one to scoff at talk of biological clocks, but my body is having a visceral reaction right now, like my ovaries are ringing some sort of bell announcing their approval.
-The amusement in his voice makes me want to punch him directly in the nose. Except his nose is far too pretty to risk breaking it, so maybe a punch in the gut would be better. But then I would feel his abs, and that feels more dangerous, so maybe I should break his nose.
-Because no matter what happens, even if my heart gets broken and my professional life falls apart, I’ll still have this. I’ll have a home where I’m welcome and loved and seen. And that’s no small thing.
-“So I’ve been thinking lately that maybe it isn’t about living big or living small. It’s more about living with people where you belong."
-"Because I’m not sure belonging is a place so much as it’s a person. I’m pretty sure I can feel at home anywhere, as long as I’m with you.”
-“I don’t know what to do with this feeling,” I say in between kisses, my words brushing against her mouth. “I feel like I’m on fire. You consume me, Ivy. I can’t stop kicking myself for how long it took me to recognize—but I’m so glad I did. I’m so glad you didn’t give up on me.”