Short and not so sweet, this delivers on its promise to be steamy with a touch of the forbidden. It’s got Whitney G’s distinctive writing style – a light feel that reads quickly, solid dialogue, and plenty of steamy moments – pared down to only the essentials. We get a feel for the relationship via online letters before this smoking hot novella moves into the heart of the story. It’s shorter and sexier than what I normally read, but not a bad way to spend an hour or so.
I won’t spend a lot of time on plot details because… well, there aren’t a ton. This is a quick and dirty read, not one of the author’s traditional full-length novels, and there’s not a ton of development to the story. Essentially, these two have been exchanging letters through an app for the past 7 months. They’ve stayed in the friend zone until now, but the heroine is a romance author who needs some inspiration for steamy scenes. Things escalate quickly and suddenly they’re meeting in person.
If you’re reading this because you love Whitney’s work, just be aware that this is MUCH shorter and much more over the top than her usual. The writing is mostly solid, but definitely could’ve benefited from another round of editing. I also think there was a lost opportunity to explore the forbidden storyline. It’s basically a non-issue for the couple after the shock wears off, so those who were excited about a dad’s best friend story may be disappointed and those who were turned off by the premise didn’t have much to be worried about. I knew going into this that it was going to be short and sexy so expectations were set low. For that reason, I was tempted to rate this higher but the ending was so dumb that I just couldn’t do it. Sorry, but it’s true. All in all, I loved the letter aspect and think there’s potential for a better story in here but it needed just a little more development to get there.
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It all started with a sex scene…
Well, I was failing to write a sex scene.
As an author of over fifty smut books, I was struggling to do what I did best. So, for fun, I asked one of my best online friends for some help.
I really shouldn’t have done that…
He wrote the scene far better than I ever could, and seven months of platonic, yet-flirty friendship were wiped away in ten minutes.
He asked to meet me in person…
We’d previously agreed to keep things digital, to remain faceless friends–since he was forty-two, and I was twenty-six, but neither of us could resist.
When I saw him at the airport, I was instantly attracted to him.
But I knew, right then and there, that we could never be.
Turns out that the man I’d been talking to for the past several months is the last person I expected.
The last person I should ever think about…
He’s my dad’s best friend.