“Poppy, sweet Poppy. Dangerous Poppy. She was pure fire. And I could not have been any more willing to throw myself headlong into the flames.”
xo, Zach was just pure awesome, it was one of those books that made me feel really happy. Everything about this book just worked for me, and this is definitely the Kendall Ryan I know and love. I swooned big time, I laughed at lot, I felt an abundance of emotions and most importantly, I fell in love. If you are looking for a fast paced quick easy Sunday read, then check this one out.
I actually don’t really want to say too much about the story line for this one as I don’t want to reveal any spoilers, so I will keep it short.
Poppy attends a college party and unexpectedly sees her ex, who, let’s just say, was not the nicest boyfriend in the world. So what’s a girl to do? Find a fake boyfriend of course. So whilst hiding from before mentioned ex, Poppy goes on the hunt for the perfect and willing participant to play the part of her new boyfriend at the party.
When a gorgeous woman approaches Zach at a college party asking him to pretend to be her boyfriend, he is all too happy to oblige. The connection that Poppy and Zach felt from their first encounter was instantaneous; they talked, they laughed and they kissed, one of those life altering explosive kisses.
They parted ways that night with the romantic notion of, if it is meant to be, they will see each other again someday. Neither was prepared for when their next encounter would be. Zach spent the next few days thinking of nothing but Poppy, the kiss they shared and the way she made him feel.
Zach is the academic advisor to the masters writing program and he was not prepared to find out that the student he is advising is none other than the woman he can’t seem to get out of his mind, Poppy.
One of the things I loved most about this story was the progression of Zach and Poppy’s relationship and the forbidden aspect of whether it is appropriate to succumb to the intense feelings that have awoken in both of them. The thrill of the chase really kept me fully engaged throughout. I loved the anonymous poems Zach would slip to Poppy and the way they made her smile. It was romantic and beautiful… definitely made my heart flutter.
xo, Zach was such a fun, well written read that I read in almost one sitting. If you love your forbidden romcoms that will seriously make you laugh out loud, then I definitely recommend checking out Kendall Ryan’s xo, Zach.
Chapter One Zach
“When was the last time you’ve been laid, son?” Mom studied me over the rim of her reading spectacles with a knowing smirk.
I almost spit out my coffee. “Mom, we’re not discussing that. Boundaries. Remember? We’ve talked about this.”
My mother lacked a filter, and she seemed inordinately curious about the state of my sex life. I kept telling myself that was only because she didn’t have one. Please let that be the reason.
She merely shrugged. “I worry, you know.”
The truth was, the only thing that went down on me this weekend was my Wi-Fi.
But worse than that? My own fucking mother pointing out my dry spell to me in such vivid detail.
“I’m fine, Mom. Seriously. You don’t need to worry.”
I knew enough to know we probably didn’t have a normal mother-son relationship. My parents had divorced when I was young, and I was raised primarily by my mother, and so we’d always been incredibly close.
“Zach, you don’t have to be in a committed relationship to have intercourse,” she paused to take a sip of her coffee, smiling again, “or so I’ve heard.”
“I’m well aware of that,” I gritted out. “Thanks, Mom.”
Twice a week, my calendar was marked for a date at the same café with one of the sweetest, and nosiest women in town—you guessed it—my mother. This probably didn’t help my limited social life outside of university events and the occasional evening out, but she was bored out of her mind after retiring, and since she lived not far from campus, it was a tradition we’d adopted. And one that I was quickly starting to rethink.
I must have gotten my early morning gene from her because she always managed to beat me here, so that she was primed and ready to fire off questions as soon as I arrived. Admittedly, my commute was a bit longer than hers. Working at the university, I learned damn quick which coffee shops and bars were far enough from campus to avoid running into students, and I was more than willing to drive across town to avoid a student hearing my mother discussing my sex life a little too loudly.