It’s been a bit since I read the first book in the Creative Types series but since Home Grown Talent does very well as a standalone it didn’t matter that I didn’t remember all of the details from Total Creative Control. You might enjoy HGT a bit more if you read TCC first as it about Owen’s brother but like I said, I really think HGT stands on its own just fine.

The blurb really gives you a great description of the story so I just want to say how much I enjoyed everything about this book. Because Mason was kind of hiding something from Owen, it wasn’t difficult to guess what the big conflict moment between them would be but I would never have guessed all of the things that came after.

This is a book that tugged at my heart and caused my eyes to leak more than once. It really was a great love story between two very different men who need each other more than they realize. There’s a lot of hot sexy time between these two but the heart of the story is them getting to know each other.

I’m really looking forward to reading the next book in this series.

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Owen was hard-pruning the clematis that swarmed up the back wall of his garden when his doorbell rang. He knew immediately it was Lewis, his younger brother—no one else rang his doorbell so obnoxiously.

Owen’s doorbell was a cheery little two-note bell. A proper little ding-dong of a bell. But Lewis had a way of leaning on it that made the dings run into the dongs and start to stutter, until it seemed like the whole contraption was having a nervous breakdown.

Which was… very Lewis. He had that effect on a lot of people too.

Owen unhurriedly closed his secateurs, crossed the garden, and went inside the house to answer the door. Sure enough, on the other side stood Lewis, and with him was Aaron, his boyfriend of the last few months.

“Could you not break my doorbell?” Owen asked mildly, stepping aside and waving them in.

“You were taking ages,” Lewis said unapologetically, as he moved past him.

“I was in the garden.”

“You’re always in the garden.”

Aaron flashed his cute smile at Owen as he stepped into the house and held up a be-ribboned cardboard box. “I brought cake.”

Owen grinned. “See, this is why I like you more than Lewis.”

“I heard that,” Lewis called from halfway down the hallway, but he sounded a little bit pleased. The soppy sod.

Owen followed them down the hallway to the back of the house. When he’d bought the place, he’d knocked through a couple of walls to make one big kitchen and living area, adding some wide glass doors at the back that let in tons of natural light and gave him a nice view of his pride and joy: the garden.

“So, to what do I owe this pleasure?” he asked. “I wasn’t expecting you today.”

“Oh, just popping by on the off-chance you’d be in,” Lewis said airily, which made Owen immediately suspicious, particularly given that Owen could now see that the cake box Aaron was holding looked very fancy indeed, with gold lettering and gold and blue ribbons.

“Any chance of a cuppa?” Lewis asked.

“Sure. Tea or coffee?”

“Hot chocolate?” Lewis said hopefully.

“Hot chocolate and cake?” Owen said, raising his brows. “You want to go into a sugar coma?”

“Can’t think of a better way to die.”

“Yeah, well, I don’t have any hot chocolate, so pick a grown-up beverage.”

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