Smart, shy Prescott sophomore Brandon Mills is working hard to overcome his troubled past and be normal. With the help of his friends Mark and Deacon, and his brothers at Phi Sigma Kappa, he’s slowly coming out of his shell. But when he accidentally drenches a freshman in orange soda, he faces something he’s not ready for: a boy crushing on him.
Alex Kekoa pledges Phi Sig because it has everything he wants: a house full of nerds who won’t tease him for being smart, a dog, and Brandon Mills. Brandon is just the type of guy Alex needs to help fulfill his college ambition: losing his virginity. Except Alex doesn’t know that Brandon can’t stand to touch or be touched.
When Alex and Brandon are drafted onto the Phi Sig Academic Challenge team, their mutual attraction grows. If there’s anyone who can help Brandon discover it feels good to touch and kiss, maybe it’s klutzy Alex with his cute glasses and his dinosaur obsession. But as the competition--and their relationship--heats up, Alex’s determination not to die a virgin clashes with Brandon’s vow of lifelong celibacy, forcing them to examine what’s truly important to each of them about love.
[Brandon] wanted to give Alex anything—everything—Alex needed to be happy. Private jokes, romantic evenings, a thousand million plastic dinosaurs.
Not a lot of steam on page (but lots of cuddling and kissing)
No endearments or proclamations of love (but tons of sweetness)
No HEA (but a very warm HFN)
I loved this damn book.
Two geeky, shy boys figuring out love and sex together
Dinosaurs used for play and comfort (seriously, dinosaurs!)
Humor galore (despite the poignancy of Brandon's situation, this book is fucking funny)
Blake joining the gay/straight alliance and doing a drag show (to quote Alex, ohmygod)
Shame was a foreign concept to Mark. Like Fahrenheit, gallons, or putting bacon on doughnuts.
“Turns out I’m fairly kinky,” Mark said matter-of-factly.
Fairly, Brandon had learned, was Australian understatement for absofuckinglutely.
Alex and Brandon were so adorable, I could barely read this story without wanting to hug them both on every page. Alex is a virgin, and Brandon has an aversion to touch.
Their tentative touching and awkwardness felt real and true. This book isn’t kinky; it’s barely steamy. And yet it’s sexy in a quiet, understated way.
"I’m not letting you give me a dinosaur and run away!" Dinosaurs fucking meant something.
The authors explore a serious issue without sinking into melodrama or letting it overwhelm the plot; there is a subtle focus on the collective blaming of the victim, but Brandon's family is neither praised nor vilified.
Brandon's eidetic memory is a sort of curse, but he makes it a blessing.
"I want to remember this. Okay? I want to remember it perfectly."
"It is perfect."
"I want to remember how perfect it is perfectly."
BRILLIANT! Bring on book 3.