on November 22, 2016
Genres: Contemporary Romance
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I received this book for free from in exchange for an honest review. This does not affect my opinion of the book or the content of my review.
I have a problem.A big freaking problem.Her name is Tory Dixon.I’ve been in love with her since I was seventeen.The problem, you ask? She’s kinda my best friend’s mum.
I have a six foot, three inches tall, twenty-two-year-old problem.His name is Weston Banks.I’ve been pretending he doesn’t have feelings for me for the last six years.You see, fourteen years ago, I became my nephew’s guardian.And Weston, well, he’s my nephew’s best friend.Which makes him ten years my junior and oh so deliciously complicated.
The setup for this book drew me in right away. I absolutely love a good taboo romance where the couple are not traditional. What’s more non-traditional than falling for your nephew’s (who is more like your son) best friend who is ten years younger?
“Weston could see inside of me and it scared me. He was too young to have that kind of connection with.”
Tory and Weston meet after she becomes her nephew’s guardian and they move to a new town. Over the years, he flirts with her and their relationship is purely innocent on both their parts. As he gets older, however, things start to change and it’s not so innocent on his part anymore. The problem is breaking through Tory’s defenses, and getting her to see what is right in front of her.
“‘Your heart beats for those around you.’ He paused licking his lips, ‘And my heart, it beats for you.’”
I loved the way this story progresses. We get to see Tory briefly before the accident, and follow her from the time after, where she struggles to be a young mom to her nephew. Their relationship with each other was heartwarming, and you could clearly understand why she would have trouble later disclosing her feelings for Weston when it could very well jeopardize that bond.
Weston was a wonderful hero; sweet and swoon-worthy. He saw how Tory took care of everyone but there was no one to take care of her. He is not afraid to put himself out there and I loved that he was willing to wait until she was ready.
I really enjoyed the slow burn and watching the connection these two share grow and blossom over the years. There were so many times where they were there for each other, and I could definitely see how they would be perfect for one another. Overall, a charming romance with lots of sweet, and sometimes sad, moments that kept me invested from start to finish.
“’Weston, this is so wrong.’ Smoothing my thumb over her lip again, making her eyes flash open, I grinned at her, ‘But what if it’s right?’”
When I opened the front door and came face to face with Finn’s bare arse I screamed, “What the hell Finn!” I turned my back on him and faced the closed door, “What are you doing? Put some damn pants on.”
“Ah, can you give us a minute?” Finn’s voice sounded small and embarrassed.
“Yep, you betcha. Call out when you’re decent, we are going to be having a serious conversation as soon as clothes are back in play.” Then I re-opened the front door and stepped back out on to the porch.
A minute or two later I heard Finn call out, “Decent.” And I turned the handle and let myself back in.
My jaw dropped when I saw Nixie sitting on the couch beside Finn. Her face as beat red as his. “Wha— Ah— I’m so confused.” I stuttered. “I wish I hadn’t seen what I clearly just saw, but I’m happy to see you, Nixie.”
Her shoulders relaxed in relief, and she gave me a small finger wave, “It’s good to see you too Tory. Sorry about—” her hand gestured between the two of them, “this,” she finished.
“Me too,” I muttered.
Finn was smiling brightly, and I glared at him as I plonked down on the couch that I had not just seen him having sex on. “You’re paying to have that couch cleaned.” I told him. “I watch Netflix on that couch!” I whined. “Couldn’t you have taken it to your bedroom? I mean seriously, what made you think the couch was a good place for you two to be bumping uglies?”
Nixie’s eyes bounced between Finn and myself with a puzzled expression on her pretty face.
I stood up, “You know what, don’t answer that, I can’t deal with this today. I’m exhausted. I just got an awesome tattoo, by the way. Just so you know. I was going to surprise you with it, but you don’t get to see the awesomeness until later now.”
“You what?” Finn asked.
I held my hand up in his face, “Talk to the hand ‘cause the face ain’t listening. Now if you’ll excuse me, I’m going to go scrub my eyeballs with bleach if you don’t mind.” I told him as I walked down the hallway. Every time I closed my damn eyes I could see Finn thrusting into Nixie and I wanted to hurl.
My day couldn’t possibly get any worse. Talking sex and babies with Weston, then seeing Finn’s arse as he pumped into his ex-girlfriend on my Netflix couch. I needed a huge glass of wine and a scalding hot bath to wash it all away.