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143 pages, Kindle Edition
First published November 19, 2015
His voice was barely a whisper. “You shouldn’t have dumped me like that. You didn’t know anyone when you moved to Norwalk, and I was your friend.
But then you got in with Candace and the popular kids, and overnight I was nothing to you. I know you’re not… even if you didn’t like me the same way, you were still my friend.”
He took a shaky breath. “You were the best friend I ever had. No one got me the way you did.”
“Forget it. It’s fine. We need to concentrate on getting home. It was all a long time ago. It doesn’t matter now anyway, right?”Yes, it mattered. Every little thing mattered.
I looked at his Adam’s apple bob as he rubbed his hands, and my fingers itched to touch. I wasn’t even sure where, exactly. Everywhere.
I’d watched him grow up from a distance, and being next to Charlie now make me tingle all over. It mattered so much that it stole my breath.
Charlie shifted again, moaning as he woke, and the weight of everything I’d missed out on the last four years bore down like I was plummeting to the bottom of the ocean.Other than the unlikely coincidence of how the boys ended up on their cross-country road trip together, this book was so incredibly real for me, it was truly heartbreaking and I was on the edge of my seat waiting to see what happened next.
I sprang out of bed and into the bathroom, turning on the shower full blast so he wouldn’t hear me cry.
“Oh, Gavin. No. It’s just not right! Children need a mother and father.”
“Children need parents who love them the way they are!”
“I think—” Dad’s voice was hoarse, and he cleared his throat. “I think we just need some time to get used to it.”
Quietly, I said, “You’ve had four years, Dad.”
Holy.Some of the things that came out of these two shy boys' mouths nearly made me blush, which is saying a hell of a lot, let me tell you!
Fucking.
Hell.
Gavin asked, “Will you fuck me?” He seemed to hold his breath as the words escaped his lips.See, I told you so. : )
Gavin shuddered. “It’s been my biggest fantasy. Being… being fucked.” He flushed. “Is that weird?”
“If by weird, you mean so hot I might come all over you at the thought.”
"You're the first guy I've ever kissed. I mean ... you were back then. But you are again now. First. And second."
We pressed against each other the way we had years ago, but now we had muscles and stubble, and I'd never felt more like a man than I did in that parking lot in Ohio.
Oh! I just love this. I’ve always been a sucker for stories of second-chances. But it’s quite a different reading experience when the premise is an unacknowledged first love.
There’s an added layer of angst and vulnerability to the characters – with all the what-ifs and if-onlys. But there’s also that pronounced excitement for the coveted oxymoronic rekindling – familiar and new – which you don’t get to feel from established couples.
Factor in innocent, juvenile longings and that holiday feel, and you’ve got a story which will surely warm you up in the cold of winter.
Charlie and Gavin had grown apart years ago. Their friendship, short lived, after a night of letting cowardice and pride get in the way. Fast forward four years later and the two not only meet again but are also forced to be in the other’s company for days, driving cross-country just to get home in time for Christmas, after every imaginable snowmageddon and fogmageddon have left airlines canceling flights left and right.
I like how the plot just flowed naturally – a bitter and unexpected reunion, several confrontations that ensued, followed by letting go and forgiveness with lots of hot make-up sex, then the promise for a bright future for these two boys. It’s quite simple, really, but the pinch of tenderness and sweetness on top of everything – from the main characters, to the endearing dialogue, Charlie’s little sister Ava, and that strong familial theme – will leave your heart soaring and your eyes impossibly wet.
A highly-recommended holiday story, indeed.
**ARC provided by the author via IndiGo Marketing & Design in exchange for an honest review.**
"There was no way— no effing way!— Gavin Bloomberg and I could drive to Connecticut together. It was impossible. It was unthinkable. It was the worst idea ever.
But fuck me. It was my shot."
"I’d finally revealed the deep, dark real me [...]. I wasn’t a boy anymore, and I trusted Charlie completely with my truth."
“I love you too. Even when I told myself I hated you, I still loved you. It was always you, Gavin.” With trembling hands, he held my face and pressed kisses to my forehead, chin, both cheeks, and the tip of my nose, his lips a whisper against my skin. “Always will be.”