I absolutely loved this book. It’s full of angst, strong characters and great character growth. Though Alec is wealthy, he is never unlikable. Though a time or two, I would’ve liked to give him a good shake!
Ed is adorable and knows what he wants and even though he has strong feelings for Alec won’t compromise and go back into the closet. I liked that he held his own and though a twink never was portrayed as weak. He held his own with Alec, and they are a perfect pair. The sex is scorching as well!
If you like coming out, office romance, lawyers, professionals, some angst and lots of hot man-sex this is the book for you!
*I received a copy for an honest review.*
“The HEA is real, and spectacular. Highly recommend.” – V’s Reads
“Such an amazing story and would recommend this read to others. Well done Jay Northcote. You have another great hit in this book.” – Inked Rainbow Reads
“When you read the first chapter of a book and want to cry because you know it’s going to be everything you have been craving, it’s a win for the week!” – DiverseReader
His companion was still watching him, seemingly waiting for him to make his move. Alec felt irrationally irritated. This wasn’t how it was supposed to go. Even though he only did it occasionally, picking up men was easy for Alec. Buying a drink was more than he usually bothered to do for the twinks he hooked up with when he was in the mood for a warm body to fuck. Alec was well aware of his own attractiveness and used it to his advantage. A crook of a finger, a tilt of his head, or even just a look was usually enough to make them come running.
But this guy didn’t seem to know the rules of the game.
“Strong, silent type, huh?” He suddenly grinned at Alec, all neat white teeth and dimples. “You could start by telling me your name. Mine’s Ed.”
“Alec.” He handed a note to the barman as he came back with their drinks. “Keep the change.”
“Cheers, mate.” The barman winked as he pocketed the tip.
Ed’s eyebrows lifted. “Change from a twenty? You must have money to burn.”
“Something like that.” Alec let his gaze rake deliberately down Ed, examining him from the front this time. His arms were still folded over his chest and his T-shirt had ridden up enough to expose a feathered line of hair on his belly, leading down to a nice-looking package in obscenely tight skinny jeans. “I hope you bottom?”
Ed blinked and choked on his mouthful of rum and Coke. Alec suppressed the urge to grin, enjoying the fact that Ed had momentarily lost his cool.
“I’ve been known to,” Ed replied, rallying. He licked his lips.
“Good.” Alec held his gaze, noting with satisfaction that Ed’s pupils had blown wide and his lips parted as Alec looked at them. God, he had a pretty mouth. Alec lifted his glass and downed his drink. The burn of the whisky tore through him and made his nerves tingle with anticipation. He needed a good fuck; it had been too long. “Drink up, then.”