No, seriously, I can’t tell you a lot about this book because it’s seems to be only about fucking.
But somehow everything I love about that series is missing here. The characters are interesting enough on their own at first.
Both Morgan and Val are interesting characters with their own quirks and faults, something which makes this romance very believable.
I’m not too sure about Nathan on his own. He reads very Gary Sue to me.
I really enjoyed that there is no bad boy type. I’m really bored how so many of the love interests are (wannabe) bad boys and are truly just assholes.
I don’t know why I thought something with a title having a play at Fifty Shades of Grey could be not as bad as Fifty Shades of Grey.
It was exhausting but in a good way, if that makes any sense at all.
But you probably want to know why and I’m willing – so very, very willing – to explain why. Although I’ll rather fangirl about it than explain…
Will is being seriously abused by his boyfriend and in the course of two months without any therapy or any work at all really, he’s not traumatized?
I think I won’t be reading anymore by David Connor.