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“That’s just it, Dad. I don’t want to work for you. I love research. I’m going to be an academic.”
He groans. “Swear to God, can’t you just be gay? Do you have to be an academic, too? It’s like a dagger through the heart.”

This is so good. What an amazing story.

They might not yet realize it, but Luke is the perfect son in law for Keaton's father. He's interested in exactly the kind of finance stuff that Keaton's dad is trying to force on his unwilling son.

Aaaw, Keaton Hayworth III is actually quite a decent guy, I love him <3

“You’re shitting me,” Keaton Hayworth III hisses. “Is this some kind of joke?”
“I don’t know,” I snarl. “Is it? You tell me.”

Now it's getting interesting...

“A... mojo makeover?” I’m so confused right now. “Is that a spa treatment?”
“No!” she shrieks. “I mean sex, Keaton. We’re in a rut. I thought I would suggest a threesome, and you’d realize we needed to put some more effort into the bedroom. You could have just bought sexy handcuffs and edible massage oil.”

This comes along as a light romance story, but it's kinda sad if you think about it. No matter what happens, he will soon realize that the guy he is chatting and sexting with is a guy he can't stand in real life. And to make matters worse, he's so looking forward to making some "socially acceptable" gay experiences by doing that three-way with a hot guy and now his girlfriend wants to cancel it. LOL. Poor Keaton.

This is kind of fascinating. These guys are so far away from liking each other, yet they're sexting through anonymous hook up profiles. I'm just waiting for the moment they realize...

I'm not sure if I will go through with this book, but I got the sample and the premise of a rich elite college student whose girlfriend wants a threesome, so he looks for a third guy and chats up a male stripper who attends the same college on a scholarship? That so random, it really caught my interest, LOL.

“You didn’t?”
“No. Don’t get me wrong—we will. And very soon, I’m guessing. I mean, I’ve never had a dick down my throat, but it can’t be that much different than a banana, right? Greg’s definitely a two-biter, but I’m gonna work on it. You know I love a challenge.”
Jason’s face is pinched. “Who’s Greg?”

He named Joey's penis 'Greg', because he's... gregarious, LOL.

“Okay, yeah. Just be patient with me. I mean, I don’t even know how to take dick, dude. I’m pretty sure I’ll need to stretch a lot first. Like really warm up, you know? Because fuck. Things are tight back there.”
Oh, Jesus. “You’d want to try that?” I ask, pretty sure my voice sounds like gravel by now.
“Yeah, man. I want to try everything with you. Just, uh…maybe we can ease into the masterclass-level stuff."

Brad’s tongue comes out to play first, licking a broad swipe up the length of the corn dog—base to tip—in an effort to collect the ketchup that’s dripping down the side. Before retreating, said tongue flicks across the top, a sight that has me stifling a groan. And then, if that wasn’t enough, he proceeds to stuff half the thing in his mouth like there’s a medal at stake for eating it in as few bites as possible.

If this were real, he’d already be naked. I’d hold him here as I showered him with affection. I’d take his cock into my mouth, let him thrust his hips, but I’d control the pace, not allowing him to come until he’d been edged for long enough that his orgasm would be crushing in its intensity. He’d shake and shiver in my arms, falling apart for me and me alone.

This boudoir photoshoot thing is crazy, but the author really sells this. Wow, it's an amazing scene.

There’s a difference between helping someone who’s curious to explore their sexuality and outright disrespecting a person’s spoken truth. But Brad has given me the green light to touch him during a goddamn boudoir photoshoot while we’re in our underwear, and I’m not going to pass up that chance.

This is so good. It's actually quite a fresh trope, I don't remember reading anything like it before.

“Okay, here’s the thing. You’ve always known you like girls, right?”
“Yeah?”
“Right. But have you ever…tried looking at a guy that way?”
“What way?” I ask. “Like, imagining them with boobs?”

“The inside is more important to me,” he says. “I want someone like… Well, someone like you.”
“Dude,” I say slowly, setting down my fork. “That’s a super-nice compliment. Thank you.”
Joey swallows, looking a little uncertain, so I reach across the table to give his arm a reassuring squeeze. “We’ve totally got this, Joey-roo. I’m gonna find you the most wonderful guy. Just you wait and see.”

This is so sweet. Two buff gym dudes who are the perfect match for each other but one of them thinks he's straight and feels the need to help his new friend find the perfect man. When we all know he's the perfect man for him and just needs to open his eyes.

I just can't take anymore, LOL.
Now he's cleaning his ass with soap, because they have been sweating and working all day cutting Christmas trees, are now snowed in in a van (of all places) and yet he wants to rim him. So a sponge bath it is. It's so logical, it's almost mindboggling.

This so... part weird, part over the top. It's almost like a a romance parody.

Ella whined at the door, and we both jumped, Caleb pushing to his feet.

LOL, the dog just wants to escape.

“You still like pickles?”
“Yeah. Thanks.” He remembered I liked pickles. It made my chest tight with excitement instead of the usual stress.

These two are weird in an adorable way.

Who needed an alarm when I had a raging erection to wake me?

I really like this book, LOL.

“What about you? No wife? Girlfriend?” He asked so sharply it made me think of the chainsaw cutting into wood.

LOL, the lumberjack theme is very consistent in this one.

I feel sorry for the trees at this point.

So, his hockey career went down the drain when he hurt his knee, his dad got sick and died and left him debts. His mom is also gone. His girlfriend ended things and married someone else. Now he needs money and the first thing he thinks of is harvesting Christmas trees for a living. And you, Blake, don't even want to teach him how to use a chainsaw. That's just cruel. LOL.

"I hope you know how much I appreciate everything you did today.”
His hand grazes my cheek affectionately. “I didn’t do anything.”
“Yeah, you did. You showed up, and that’s all I ever needed from you.”

This is so amazing, I'm in tears <3

This is so good. I'm about to cry...

OMG, Sarina Bowen is such a master at relationships. This is perfection. This is why I read romance.

I love this book. The characters are so real and genuine.
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