I bought this title because I was so impressed with “Him” co-authored by Miss Bowen with Elle Kennedy and how wrong I was in thinking that this book will be at par with Him because it totally failed in everything that the latter managed to accomplish.
The story is about two twenty-one year old boys who fell in love as teens and because of a hate crime, each took their separate ways until their reunion at college where they end up playing at the same hockey team. Only this time, one of them is out and the other one is so deep in the closet he has already developed pussy.
I’m not a big fan of sports-themed stories but when the storytelling is really good, I don’t mind hearing all about the sports involved in it as long as it’s accompanied by great plot lines and characters. The thing is, I never liked both MCs that much. First, Graham (the one in the closet) was irritating as hell and his paranoia doesn’t even make sense. I’m like, sorry what’s the timeline of this story? The 9o’s? Gawd, I was rolling my eyes all over Graham’s bitchin’ towards being caught.
“Not to be dramatic, but I kept thinking about Peter’s denial of Jesus. Except I was worse than Peter. Instead of denying Rikker three times, I denied him every fricking day.”
He was so paranoid on getting caught with Rikker and being called fag, sick or whatever “gay, hateful” things in his face but he was the first one to pounce on Rikker and even gave him a blowjob and that was like his first blowjob. And then, he asked Rikker to top him – Rikker then asked if he’d ever done it before and Graham answered, “Only with toys?” – huh? Where the hell did you get those toys and where are you keeping them Graham? You’re even trying to make your appearance and your stuff inconspicuous in order to not look gay and this revelation surprised the hell out of me. *Rolls Eyes*
Secondly, we have Rikker the martyr.
“When it comes to Graham, I could never keep my head on straight.”
Rikker is stupid for love. Man’ why’d you have to be like that?
“What Am I going to do with you, G?”
My answer: Dump his sorry ass.
Don’t even get me started with Bella. She’s an annoying slut. Period.
And Big-D. The coach and Hartley just let those remarks against Rikker slide so easily like nothing’s happened? Not even a reprimand for his behavior? Those are not fucking jokes. Those are fucking insults disparaging a teammate, attacking him on a personal level. Fucking A.
The book should’ve been edited down by 100 pages to avoid the repetitive ignore, talk, sorry, sex, ignore, talk, sorry, sex theme and it would’ve been much better. The grandma angle was good but not enough to save this story. No can do baby.
I’m sorry (not sorry) but the conclusion didn’t even do it for me. The title should’ve been “the pussy of the year” but that would be awkward I guess. *rolling my eyes again* *smh*
Rating: 2 out of 5 stars (I’m adding another star because of Skippy and the cover)
Published October 15th 2014 by Rennie Road Books (first published September 29th 2014)
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Sarina Bowen writes steamy, angsty Contemporary Romance and New Adult fiction from the wilds of Vermont.
She is the author of The Ivy Years, an award-winning series set amid the hockey team at an elite Connecticut college.
Sarina enjoys skiing, espresso drinks and the occasional margarita. She lives with her family, eight chickens and more ski gear and hockey equipment than seems necessary.
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