Charlie Yates is desperate. It’s almost Christmas and his flight home from college has been delayed. For days. Charlie promised his little sister Ava he’d be home for her first holiday season since going into remission from leukemia. Now he’s stuck on the opposite coast and someone else grabbed the last rental car. Someone he hasn’t even spoken to in four years. Someone who broke his heart.
Gavin Bloomberg’s childhood friendship with Charlie ended overnight after a day of stolen kisses. With years of resentment between them, they don’t want to be in the same room together, let alone a car. But for Ava’s sake, Gavin agrees to share the rental and drive across the country together.
As they face unexpected bumps along the road, can Charlie and Gavin pave the way to a future together?
JEWISH MC ALERT!
Ah, now that I got THAT out of the way, let's talk about this glorious holiday story by Ms. Andrews.
Going in, I did not expect the MCs to be 18 and just finishing their first semester of college. I had a moment of sheer panic when I realized I was reading YA/NA.
But this story worked for me on so many levels. I loved the dual first-person POV. I would have been a sad bunny had I missed out on either Charlie or Gavin's perspective.
Charlie is desperate to get home for Christmas to his family, particularly his little sister Ava, who's suffered far too much in her short eight years. He doesn't expect that his first love, the guy who broke his heart, will be the one to get him there.
Gavin, finally out to himself at least, is terrified of driving cross-country with Charlie, beautiful Charlie, whom he hasn't done right by at all.
"You're the first guy I've ever kissed. I mean ... you were back then. But you are again now. First. And second."
This is a road-trip story and an estranged-best-friends-to-lovers story.
It's about family and second chances. And the sheer joy of a snowball fight ... and a piggyback ride.
It's about FORGIVENESS, and letting go.
In parts tender and incredibly SEXY (gay virgin, OH MY), If Only in My Dreams made my heart beat a little faster.
We pressed against each other the way we had years ago, but now we had muscles and stubble, and I'd never felt more like a man than I did in that parking lot in Ohio.
This one's pure joy! Don't miss out.