4.5-4.75 Stars…With an added note for all my homies trying to steal my man…
So this is going to be short (in theory…because sometimes when homie gets going, homie rambles…) because, whelp, I’m just not in a reviewing mood today.
It’s the beginning of my work week tonight and I’m feeling pissy about it, quite frankly. Plus I just roasted some brussel sprouts…
…So my whole house smells like crap with a side of swamp ass.
Not a conducive environment for stellar review conjuring, if ya know what I’m sayin’.
Let me get something straight before we jump into anything:
REMINGTON TATE IS MINE.
Yup, that’s right. He is in my top five book HUSBANDS of all time.
With all his uber athletic swagger, abs of fucking steel, wipe-the-floor-with-any-man abilities, and general overall manliness?
I would lick the sweat off his strip sack, homies.
And his constant need to scent Brooke like a goddamn feral animal?
So back the fuck off my man, ladies.
Edited to add…For all my ladies in the comments section telling me I have a fight on my hands for Remy…I say this:
Homie is a former collegiate athlete.
Homie works the fuck out.
Homie is ca-RAZY.
Homie will slay thee.
With that said, I didn’t think there was ANY man in a fighter book who could ever BEGIN to compare to my beloved Remy.
But then Maverick Cage walked in…
And I discovered that – sometimes – perfection can be emulated.
I really enjoyed this book.
I found myself struggling a little bit with some of the math in regards to the ages of the characters and how they could actually be related to the people they were supposedly related to (keeping this vague to avoid spoilers)…
But then I remembered that math and I don’t get along.
And that I don’t actually give a fuck anyway.
Like I said though, I really loved this.
I really liked Maverick and Reese, and I REALLY liked being able to catch up with my husband Remy and Brooke (I allow her to borrow him from time to time, because I’m a giver like that).
I was also VERY impressed with how Katy Evans navigated the end of the story. Let’s just say she put herself in a rock/hard place kind of position that could have gone SUPER sideways. And I really dug how she handled it.
Cannot lie, I did want to smack Reese in the face sometimes, but Remy and Maverick’s relationship pretty much outshone any of the issues I had.
At the end of this, Evans states that this will be the last of the Real Series.
And while that gives me huge case of the sadz, it’s also awesome to see a series go out on a high note, which this book definitely was in my opinion.
So thanks, Katy Evans.
Thanks for not pulling a Christine Feehan and dragging a flagging series into the 20th book range like a necrophiliac serial killer with a dead body.
We all appreciate it <3
This finally comes out tomorrow…
…and the fact that I’m actually gonna pay SEVEN whole DOLLARS and 99 CENTS for this bad boy?
…It better be fucking awesome!