I have worked in that bakery for six years and nobody has ever said I work there.
I came in at nineteen to cover a week. I never left. I have a chair at their table and a place in their house and I have slept more nights on that office couch than in my own bed, and not one of those four men has ever claimed me, paid me properly, sent me home, or put a hand on me.
So I made myself useful. I got so far ahead of what they needed that none of them ever had to decide about me.
Then I turned my own collar out on a Tuesday, and there was my name, in handwriting I knew, on a strip of tape gone soft from six years of washing.
Nobody put it there this week. Nobody put it there to be found.
Here is the part I cannot get past. They are not keeping me. They are not using me. Nobody in that building is doing anything to me at all.
They have just been waiting, the whole time, for me to notice.
KEPT is a dark, high-heat MM why-choose romance about the difference between being needed and being wanted, and about a man who has to ask for something out loud before anyone is allowed to give it to him. Standalone, with a HEA.
I don't get it. Again, this author has a peculiar style of writing. And it can be good. It can be really good. Unfortunately, this isn't it. After the first book, this was just too repetitive. Kind of boring. Overall, it's alright, but there is no surprise.
It's not bad, so I can't give it one star, but it's not that great, either.