Kevin Bivanti’s dream is to open a wedding dress shop, a place with the stunning gowns to make every bride-to-be feel adored. At thirty-eight, he quits a successful advertising career to buy an old brownstone in a trendy Boston neighborhood and to make his dream a reality. When one of his cosigners drops out, fate intervenes, ushering in Casper James, who hopes to open his own bakery. With Casper willing to take the risk, their ambitions meld into a wedding dress and wedding cake boutique.
Extensive renovations to the brownstone, an affair with his ex-husband, family drama with his mothers, and the anxiety of significant life changes push Kevin to the brink of a nervous breakdown. In the midst of stress and uncertainty, Casper becomes more than a business partner, a mutual attraction that adds another layer of intensity and risk.
With their dreams on the verge of reality, Kevin and Casper must find the courage to face the stress of managing their attraction, the gamble of a new business venture, and the resurgence of Kevin’s personal demons.
The reflection in the mirror isn’t always what we see. Luckily fate brings Kevin & Casper together and they discover that love isn’t always easy but it IS always worth it. And Witt delicately demonstrates when we are empowered with unconditional love, we can shatter the walls built to shield our deepest darkest secrets. Secrets that warp the image in the looking glass, secrets that can consume us and ultimately, crush us. Love grants us the strength required to bare skeletons that were never meant to be exposed while simultaneously were sought to be shared. It’s a precious gift when someone sees you; not just the superficial image portrayed but the real you and it’s an equal treasure when you are invited to such a sacred place. A place with no walls, no secrets. No one has seen all of Kevin before Casper enters his life. Not his two amazing overbearing, overprotective mothers nor his husband. Correction, that should be ex-husband. I adored how both men were searching for something and as it turned out, it happened to be each other.
Kevin relents to his mothers gentle nudge (okay, more like forceful shove) and takes the plunge to chase his dream. He has longed to own his own bridal shop for as long as he can remember. Wedding gowns are intimate, personal and a reflection of the lady preparing to walk down the aisle. He is drawn to the satin, lace and magic the perfect dress holds. When an opportunity at owning a gorgeous brownstone in Boston pops up, he can’t dismiss it. When he meets Casper the following day, who happens to be an exquisite artist in the kitchen dreaming of opening a bakery specializing in wedding cakes, well, it appears Lady Luck is on his side. However, Ms. Luck isn’t going to make it easy on them and they face discouraging obstacles along the way. The pressure, stress and an inconvenient re-connection with his ex push Kevin to the brink. Casper is there, ready to catch him, but what if he refuses to be caught?
Personal demon slaying at its best. I admire and respect the way Mr. Witt executed Kevin exposing and tackling his…issues. We all have issues. I can relate to Kevin’s neat-freak, OCD tendencies. I *might* organize obsessively, breathe easier when the pantry is in perfect harmony and can’t walk out the front door unless the sofa pillows are straight. Then…I had a darling baby girl. I realized I could either drive myself nutty running in circles trying to maintain the fine-tuned life I created, or I could let it get messy. Life is messy. There’s no avoiding it. Even when you do everything within your power to keep it spotless, chaos will occur. I decided to embrace the mayhem with open arms. I still cringe internally when my little helper folds towels haphazardly but I refuse to allow my persnickety tendencies to dampen her bright smile. Kevin was so focused on ensuring every aspect of his life was perfect that he nearly destroyed himself in the process. Casper saw him, EVERY part of him, imperfections and all…and still fell in love with him. Kevin gave up his treadmill race and confronted his biggest fear…he was not perfect. *hugs Kevin* Actually, he was far from perfect. But if someone else could love him when he was shy of perfection, then maybe he could too.
Sometimes a book makes me feel so full, I don’t know what to do with myself. The feelz here were astounding. I loved Casper from the get-go, smiled in familiarity with Kevin and absolutely adored them together. Kevin’s large-and-in-charge family made me chuckle and rounded out a great cast of characters. I was particularly smitten with Noelle and was delighted that she took Casper under her motherly wing. Despite Kevin’s hostility towards himself, there’s a lot of love surging through these pages. I loved how Casper loved Kevin *hugs Casper* and how Kevin returns the love. Kevin’s mothers balanced each other and it was obvious how much they cared for their son. Even Kevin’s ex….I didn’t hate him. I certainly didn’t love him, but I could see that he never meant to hurt Kevin the way that he did. They simply weren’t meant to be, even when they vowed to become family, it just wasn’t there. You can’t fault them for not finding the pseudo-happily-ever-after. My body trembled from the emotional ending….especially the extra’s after the epilogue. And how can you not love that cover? The cover was what sparked my interest and convinced me to try this new-to-me author…which definitely won’t be my last page time with Brandon. Honestly, I loved almost all of it. *hugs Brandon*
A slow start with a strong & spectacular finish. If you’re looking for fast, furious and a frenzy of nekkid time…move along. Fairly low steam and fade-to-black passion might be a concern for some. However I didn’t feel slighted in the sexy department at all. There are times when the heat of the moment is necessary to feel the connection and then there are times when you feel the connection burning your fingertips without a ton of on-page climaxes to prove the point. This was the latter. Despite the restraint they both attempt, the fall is fast. Both argue that it’s too fast and rebounding is likely; but accept when it’s right…it’s right. Some may call it insta-love, but I believe it’s insta-right.
Anyone who believes in fate and taking that ‘holy shit I can’t believe I’m doing this‘ scary leap. To those brave souls who jump without thinking twice and trust…love will catch you before you fall…this is the book for you. I hope you love it as much as I did…imperfections and all. Ohhh, and for those of us that have decided messy can be fanfreakintastic I think you’ll cherish this one too….just keep the hand towels straight in the bathroom please and thank you 😉