My 2025 Book Boyfriend Crown Has Officially Been Snatched.
Move over, everyone… Alex has bulldozed his way straight into my #1 spot for 2025 book boyfriends. I am talking top of the charts, I will never recover, someone please peel me off the floor levels of obsession.
Side Piece by Kelly Kay is 400 pages of pure, unskippable, phone-on-DND, kids-don’t-talk-to-me right now ADDICTION. I devoured this book like I had been wandering the romance desert and Kelly Kay handed me the coldest, thirst-quenching drink of my life.
This trope? Side Piece?
Not only is it wildly unique, but Kelly Kay executes it like a master.
Tess and Alex aren’t cheating on people—they’re cheating on their own lives, their schedules, their workaholic identities. And the way they crash into each other? Chemistry so instant, so blinding, so toe-curling that I genuinely felt like a third wheel at their DC hotel bar meet-cute.
And let’s talk about Tess for a second:
My queen. My author girl. My “I write HEAs but forgot I deserve one too” icon.
She is smart, messy, funny, and so heartbreakingly earnest that I would die for her. She and Alex have this perfectly imperfect gravitational pull that feels like two meteors colliding in slow motion. You KNOW it’s going to shatter them. You KNOW it’s going to change them.
You also KNOW you can’t look away.
And Alex…
Lord.
This man is a problem.
The political podcaster with the gorgeous crooked smile and devastating emotional repression???
SIGN. ME. UP.
He is sexy, angsty, emotionally complicated, and written with so many sharp, addictive edges that I was flipping pages like I was on a mission. Every scene. Every glance. Every “let’s just meet once more.”
I was feral.
Kelly Kay writes the kind of banter, longing, and emotional unraveling that makes you feel like the book is breathing under your hands. It’s not just sexy—though trust me, it is—it’s layered, intimate, and so full of heart. She makes imperfect people fall into imperfect situations and somehow makes it the most beautiful thing you’ll read all week.
And now?
Now I am doomed.
I took one bite out of Kelly Kay’s writing and I have to consume her entire backlog like a buffet. My TBR is trembling. My Kindle is sweating. It’s going to take me a year and a half, but I’m in. I’m committed. Sign me up for every book.
If you love:
💥 Angst that hits like a freight train
🔥 Chemistry so hot you need SPF
💬 Sharp, addictive banter
🏨 Hotel bars + “just one more night” energy
❤️ Characters who are flawed, real, and healing in real time
📚 A trope you RARELY see in romance, done to absolute perfection
Then Side Piece is your next obsession.
Not a recommendation.
A lifestyle.
Kelly Kay, girl.
You did that.