This book SLAYED me. I have hard limits, and child abuse is one of them. My son is 8, about the same age Aleks was when he was abducted, and reading about the abuse/trauma was not good for my psyche. Not that Kennedy doesn't offer a trigger warning, because she does, and the abuse isn't painted in graphic detail on page. But, fuck, what was there was enough to make my heart hurt.
I'm glad justice prevailed at the end. If only it were that easy in real life to bring down sick fucks who molest kids. Because they all deserve to die. That's very un-PC of me, but I don't care. You hurt a defenseless child or animal, you are worse than a piece of rotting filth. You're not even a human being.
My emotional rant aside, I loved the romance between Aleks and Vaughn. Vaughn was so good to Aleks, making him grits and being patient and kind. Aleks really blossomed with Vaugh around, although he wasn't "cured" by any means.
The story kept my interest to the very last page. When Dante showed up, I was all, OH SHIT. But, seriously, no one fucks with the Barrettis!
One thing that I found a little confusing was that Aleks called Vaughn by Vaughn's first name, James, yet when Aleks was narrating the story (which is told in the dual first-person POV), he thought of Vaughn as Vaughn. I wasn't even sure why Vaughn went by Vaughn and not James?
Anyway, the ending was a very sweet HEA, except for the setup for Remy and Luca, which was tense as fuck.
P.S. I am all about Luca, King, Con, and Lex getting their own stories, even though we haven't even met Lex yet.
P.S.S. I finished this book last night at 9 p.m. At 9:30 p.m., I cooked grits with cheese and jalapenos. Thanks for that, Sloane Kennedy.