Blurb: Shane is a little bit screwed. He has just started college and is stuck rooming with that bastard Trey. His sister’s boyfriend. His sister’s damn fine boyfriend. Uh-oh. This so wasn’t going to happen. But try as he might, there’s just a little too much to ignore between the two of them…
First off, I didn’t get the Enemies to Lovers theme. They were never enemies, if anything they were just avoiding of each other. Just because he gave him a wedgie one time years ago doesn’t make them enemies. It just makes Trey a bit of a dick.
The major them of this book seemed to be forgiveness. I enjoyed it. I could have done without so much detailed sex. I know right, I never say that. I get it they are experimenting, but I don’t need a play by play for every single time. Mix it up a bit, throw in a fade to black scene, variety is the spice of life and all that jazz.
Trey was just the cutest, shyest guy. He tried to fight his attraction, but in the end finally gave in to his feelings. Shane didn’t seem to know what to do about his growing feelings and he was rightly conflicted when it came to acting on them.
I thoroughly enjoyed the toothpaste scene. It was so funny and something I have done with my husband. And the scene when June and Shane had an honest talk about their father and their relationship with Trey. It was very realistic and emotional for me.
It didn’t seem that there was a real climax either. More like a bunch of little ones. Bottom line, the book was decent, will I read the rest in the series, Mmmmm probably not till next year at least.
I got out of the shower, dried up and looked at myself in the mirror. The guy that stared back at me was such a liar. He looked string, confident, in control, but I knew the truth–on the inside he was confused, in pain, and felt like dirt. Worse than dirt, rot.
It felt like all my blood had been carbonated, the fizz rushing through my body. I was hyper-sensitive, the hairs on my arms static, and the goose bumps trailed over every inch of me.
And the there was Trey. How his deep eyes looked into mine through thick brown lashes, caring, curious…protective. Just being around him was better than touching music. Surreal. Wonderful. What I’d have wished for every day, if I’d known such a thing–such an amazing thing–existed. Around him my heart beat a million miles a minute.