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71 pages, Kindle Edition
First published October 16, 2015
"THIS IS NOT REAL LIFE!"

Maps didn't know why, but when he looked at Lane, he thought the world made a little more sense.
"Do not cat-call my boyfriend." ...
"Dude," Trevor said, his hands raised as if to shield himself. "I didn't! I just called him a cat."
"So you admit it," Lane said.




The story continues! And well, I thought things are looking up with Maps and Lane’s relationship. That finally, they are moving forward and I’ll be soaring over the moon in perfect bliss because everything is just peachy.
But nope, not gonna happen. Although low steamed, as with every Summers masterpiece, she keeps the romance in the oven until fully baked. This story slowly burns – giving you millions of tiny moments that make your heart skip a couple of beats.
And it doesn’t really help that while Maps is probably the smartest guy on the planet, he doesn’t have a single clue about relationships. Worse, Lane and his gapped teeth ran away to baseball camp after telling Maps he likes him.
Yep! Saying that their relationship was in murky waters would probably be the biggest understatement of the century.
But see, that’s when the fun started. Ms. Summers is possibly neck and neck with Maps in terms of intelligence because as what old man Einstein used to say, “Creativity is intelligence having fun.” And Nash Summers builds the story with fervor and creativity. It was equal parts funny and heartbreaking as Maps and Lane face every obstacle getting in the way of their happy ending.
We get to see more bizarre Maps moments, a new quirky character – Perry– who makes things more interesting for Maps and Lane, Benji’s sleek lady skills, a few pleasant surprises from Princess Madame Sprinkle, a geek in a furry Halloween costume… and when we finally get to that magical, sweet moment when Maps and Lane reunite, all the hullaballoo along the way were worth it.
Super light and 210% adorable, Diamonds will surely make your jaw ache as you can’t help but grin non-stop all throughout the entire book.

Maps had no idea what he was doing.
“Of course I know what I’m doing,” he said.
“Piece of bike. Like riding a cake.”



"Apologize", Lane said to Superman.
Superman turned to Maps. "Uh, sorry dude."
Maps folded his arms across his chest and stuck his nose up in the air. "Hmph. You should be."
Lane turned back toward Maps, smile now covering his face. "I like your cat costume."
"Thanks", he replied, definitely not shyly and definitely not while his face heated.
"Oh my god," Benji said, drawing out the sentence like a long note in a song.
Out of the corner of his eye, Maps could see Perry looking at him and Lane. "This is ridiculous."
Benji nodded. "They're perfect for each other."






Lane just smiled. “So, can we be school boyfriends too?”
Maps nodded. “Yep. And baseball game boyfriends.”
“And science boyfriends.”
“And cyborg boyfriends, one day.”
“Hopefully one day soon. Cyborgs are cool.”
“But mostly hand-holding boyfriends. Those are the most important kind.”
“Obviously.”
I missed Lane. SO FREAKING HARD. For a large part of the book, he was totally MIA -- even after he'd returned from his summer-long baseball camp. At least that's how it felt to me. *sigh*I don't know, this one just didn't quite live up to my expectations after the first Maps * and * Lane book.
I didn't like Maps constantly running away, usually *literally*, not allowing Lane even the smallest chance to explain.
Maps ignoring Lane's middle-of-the-night window tapping truly annoyed me.
The fact that it took them *that* long to clear the air felt a bit contrived to me. It didn't flow for me, as book 1 did.
Perry, I wasn't sure if I actually liked him or not. I think I did. Maybe. Or not. Seeeeeeee???

"You won't feel lost again, Maps, not because of me. I'll keep you close and I'll keep you safe, and we'll never get lost when we're together, because I have maps, and that's all I need to find my way home."
"Do not cat-call my boyfriend." (...)
"Dude," Trevor said, his hands raised as if to shield himself. "I didn't! I just called him a cat."
"So you admit it," Lane said.
"I think your boyfriend is missing the point, Maps," Perry chimed in.
Maps wrung his hands. He watched Lane, his hero, saving him from this hooligan who dared to call him a cat.