Can your favorite hockey players finish their first season together undefeated?
Five months in, NHL forward Ryan Wesley is having a record-breaking rookie season. He’s living his dream of playing pro hockey and coming home every night to the man he loves–Jamie Canning, his longtime best friend turned boyfriend. There’s just one problem: the most important relationship of his life is one he needs to keep hidden, or else face a media storm that will eclipse his success on the ice.
Jamie loves Wes. He really, truly does. But hiding sucks. It’s not the life Jamie envisioned for himself, and the strain of keeping their secret is taking its toll. It doesn’t help that his new job isn’t going as smoothly as he’d hoped, but he knows he can power through it as long as he has Wes. At least apartment 10B is their retreat, where they can always be themselves.
Or can they? When Wes’s nosiest teammate moves in upstairs, the threads of their carefully woven lie begin to unravel. With the outside world determined to take its best shot at them, can Wes and Jamie develop major-league relationship skills on the fly?
Warning: contains sexual situations, a vibrating chair, long-distance sexytimes, and proof that hockey players look hot in any shade of green
I fell in love with Jamie and Wes in Him, the journey they went through to get to where they were at the end of Him was hard but worth it.
US starts off a short while after the end of Him and their relationship is still a secret. It is hush hush but their love and chemistry has not dampened at all. Blimey it is steamier than the first book and not even I thought that was even possible.
Jamie and Wes are enjoying their safe haven within their house until Wes’s teammate moves in upstairs. Blake Riley is one hilarious man and has a habit of popping in when stings start to get ‘interesting’. As a result of those ‘interruptions’ Jamie and Wes start to doubt their plan of announcing their relationship once the season is over.
I’ve been with these characters since the first book and my heart breaks when that doubt starts. The doubt that seems to eat away at their connection to each other, it can be quite disheartening but then something else happens that rocks their relationship and scares them both into accepting and admitting their doubts and insecurities.
Blake really surprises me with the way he supports Wes and Jamie through it, it goes to show you really shouldn’t judge people without truly knowing them.
This is a story about finding out how strong you are and believing that you are worthy of love regardless of the gender that your life partner is. Love is love, and no one should feel like they can’t be open and happy about it.
I love that Wes has Jamie’s family as his adopted family, that kind of family connection is what most people dream off in this day and age. The both of them deserve all the happiness in the world, but do they get that happiness? I can’t say as that’ll spoil the reading experience. However I can say that the book is worth the read and that the emotions you feel will have you up and down. I want more of these two, please? I just don’t want to say goodbye to them at all. I implore anyone who loves M/M to pick up Him and then this book. It’s a reading experience that you won’t forget and one you need to experience.
Do you want a story that shows you commitment? Shows you that it is okay to feel insecure as long as you do not allow that insecurity to take over? To believe that love is love and that you are entitled to love.
It is about not caring what the world think, it is such a beautiful story. I love it with all my heart.
5 Heartwarming Stars
At long last, I’m twenty paces away, then ten. Then I’m opening our door. “Hey babe!” I call out like I always do. “I made it.” I drag my duffel over the threshold, then toss my suit coat on top, abandoning these things beside the door, because all I need now is a kiss.
Only then do I notice that our apartment smells amazing. Jamie has cooked dinner for me. Again. He is the perfect man, I swear to God.
“Hey!” he calls, emerging from the hallway leading to our bedroom. He’s wearing jeans and nothing else except—and this is unusual—a beard. “Do I know you?” He gives me a sexy smile.
“I was going to ask the same thing.” I’m staring at the sandy-blond beard. Jamie has always been clean-shaven. I mean—we’ve known each other since before facial hair. He looks different. Older, maybe.
And hot as blazes. Seriously, I can’t wait to feel that beard against my face, and maybe my balls… Jesus. The blood is already rushing south, and I’ve been home fifteen seconds.
And yet I’m just stuck there in the middle of the room for a moment, because even though it’s been eight months since Jamie and I started up together, I’m still a little stunned at my own good fortune. “Hi,” I say again, stupidly.
He walks forward, his easy gait so familiar that my heart breaks a little bit. He puts his hands on my traps and squeezes the muscle there. “Don’t go away for so long. If you do that again, I’m going to have to sneak into your hotel room on the road.”
“Promise?” I ask, and it comes out like gravel. He’s close enough now that I can smell the ocean scent of his shampoo and the beer he drank while he waited for me.
“If I ever get a winning lottery ticket and a day off, I’ll do it,” he says. “Hotel sex after a game? Sounds hot.”
Now I’m measuring the distance to our sofa and counting the layers of clothes I’ll need to remove in the next ninety seconds.