New Adult bestselling author Monica Murphy winds up her sensational series with this sexy story of two college kids with nothing in common but a bunch of baggage and a burning attraction.
Over. That about sums up everything in my life. Suspended from my college football team and forced to cut back my hours at The District bar because of my crappy grades, I can’t keep turning to my sister, Fable, and her pro-football playing husband, Drew, to bail me out. I just can’t seem to find my own way. Weed and sex are irresistible temptations—and it’s messed up that I secretly hand over money to our junkie mom. A tutor is the last thing I want right now—until I get a look at her.
Chelsea is not my type at all. She’s smart and totally shy. I’m pretty sure she’s even a virgin. But when she gives me the once over with those piercing blue eyes, I’m really over. But in a different way. I won’t deny her ass is killer, but it’s her brain and the way she seems to crave love—like no one’s ever given her any—that make me want her more than any girl I’ve ever met. But what would someone as seemingly together as her ever see in a screwed up guy like me?
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Owen stole my heart in Second Chance Boyfriend the second he decked Drew to protect Fable. Ever since then, I’ve been so excited for his story!
Chelsea is such a cute nerd. She graduated from high school early and her family life is a mess. I really liked her shyness of her character but she wasn’t too straitlaced that she annoyed me, because that has happened in books. She knew when to cut loose and be wild, and Owen really helped her with that.
Oh I loved Owen. While I may not have approved of every thing that he did, he was really sweet deep down. He was super sweet to Chelsea and made her feel special, which was something that she had never had before. He was attentive and sexy but he was also just a son who craved his mother’s approval. At times, it broke my heart! Oh, and I loved the new take on the romantic poems!
I loved that we saw even more of Drew and Fable and their adorable daughter Autumn. Drew still makes me swoon. But Owen was very swoony too in his own right! Their relationship was very sweet and they really got each other.
This is the series that made me fall in love with new adult, so I am so sad that this is the last book in this amazing new adult series, but I can’t wait to see what Monica has for us next!
Favorite Swoon-worthy Quote: I’m lost. Completely and totally lost to the drugging, delicious feeling of his mouth connecting with mine. One gentle, sweet kiss after another, our lips parting with each press and glide, until he slips his tongue inside my mouth, just as he slips his hands into my hair. His fingers tug, his tongue tangles with mine, and I’ve never, ever had a more perfect kiss in all my life.
Rating: 4/5 Tar Heels!
What am I doing? Why do I even care about her name? I don’t know her. I don’t want to know her. I’ve never seen her before in my life. We have our brief encounter earlier this afternoon where she told me no and pissed me off. Now here she is again.Wearing a really messed up black uniform that’s shapeless and does nothing for her but make her look bad. Her hair is dark, dark brown and her eyes are a wide, innocent blue. She looks completely untouchable, like no girl I’ve ever been interested in before and I’m asking for her name like I care or something.“It’s Chelsea,” she answers and I turn it over in my head. Over and over. Again and again.Chelsea. Chelsea. Chelsea.“I was, uh, hoping I could meet up with you tomorrow so I could get my assignments from you.” Man, this is awkward. We’re standing in the middle of this shitty diner, where Des and Wade can overhear every single thing I’m saying to Chelsea the innocent tutor with the blue, blue eyes and the pink, pink lips. They don’t even know what’s going on. I’m going to hear an endless amount of crap once we leave this place.“Tomorrow? Friday?” Her delicate brows draw downward and her entire face scrunches up like she’s adorably confused. Which she is. Adorable.Dude. Cut with the adorable crap.“Tomorrow is Thursday,” I remind her.“Noo, today is Thursday, considering it’s almost four in the morning.”“Right.” She makes me feel like a dumbass. I don’t like it. “Can we meet later this afternoon then? I need to get those assignments, especially if we’re not going to see each other again until Monday.”A lot can happen between now and Monday. Crap I can’t even begin to consider. I feel like I’m walking on a tightrope, weaving this way and that, just waiting for the right amount of wind to send me toppling over and plummeting to my death.This is what my life has turned into. The push and pull. The wanting to do right and instead, falling into the same old habit of doing wrong. I want to tell Fable the truth. I want to tell Mom to leave me alone.I know deep in my heart, I will do none of that. I will keep going. Keep up the pretense of right and wrong. Of living two lives. One where I’m the good brother who does what Drew and Fable wants me to do. And then there’s the other side, where I’m the good son who slips his mom some money when she comes around asking for it, which is all the time. Then smokes a joint with her and begs her to buy him some beer.Sometimes, I really hate myself.
About the Author:
New York Times and USA Today bestselling author Monica Murphy is a native Californian who lives in the foothills below Yosemite. A wife and mother of three, she writes New Adult and contemporary romance for Bantam and Avon. She is the author of One Week Girlfriend and Second Chance Boyfriend.Find Monica at: