I love how this book’s geek/jock trope was different from others. Noah is a hairdresser and he’s a flashy dresser. You’d never guess by looking at him that he’s also a soccer player. There is so much more to Noah than what you see on the surface. He suffered a traumatic event several years ago and it’s still impacting his personal relationships today.

Tommy is pretty much what you might expect of an absent-minded professor… he doesn’t care about looks or clothes and he’s been wearing his broken glasses with tape holding the pieces together because he can’t be bothered to take the time to get them replaced. That’s all well and good until his sister’s upcoming wedding to a man with a very wealthy family. She insists that he clean up his act, dress appropriately, get his glasses fixed and bring a date to the wedding.

I really loved both Tommy and Noah but Noah’s story really got to me. We didn’t find out everything until a ways into the book but once we did it broke my heart a little. Fortunately, Tommy was there to stand with Noah even when Noah didn’t want him to.

These two were just so sweet together and I loved every bit of their story, even the bits that made me a little sad; they just made the HEA that much more special. I’m eagerly awaiting the next one in the series.

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“Thank you. This has been…”

“Not so terrible?” I suggested.

“The opposite of terrible.” He smiled and pointed at my shirt. “Good luck with your mermen.”

“Thanks. When you’re in the market for cool aquatic apparel, you know where to find me.”

His slow-growing ear-to-ear grin transformed his handsome face into a force of masculine beauty. I could almost anticipate his witty comeback delivered with sophisticated panache because right there and then, he could have been James freaking Bond.

But he was Thomas Hartwell, so he said, “It’s probably safest to classify fabled marine life of the part male, part fish variety in a whimsical rather than a cool category. Uh…but as you can probably tell, I’m not an expert at cool.”

My answering smile was so wide it actually hurt my cheeks. If I didn’t make an exit now, I was liable to do something dumb like hike my leg over his hip, and hump him like a ho. And I highly doubted I could patch the aftermath of that kind of faux pas with superglue, so I held out my hand instead.

“You’re cool just the way you are.”

“Thanks,” he replied, slipping his palm against mine in a firm and steady hold that made me weak in the knees.

His touch was strong and soothing. It anchored me and thrilled me at the same time, leaving me wanting more.

Which had to be why I lost my ever-lovin’ mind.

I leaned in to peck his cheek—the same friendly good-bye I would have bestowed on any new friend-slash-acquaintance. I think the gesture caught him off guard because he tilted his face toward me and suddenly, his lips were a mere inch away. I could smell peppermint on his breath and detect a hint of gold in his blue eyes. Damn, he was gorgeous.

And he was right there. So close I could just…seal my mouth over his. So I did.

Yes, I kissed the professor.

And God, it was good.

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