Being “wrong” has never felt so right!
Felix McAvoy is having an identity crisis. No longer the bad boy of art college, he’s now employed as a human billboard, roaming the centre of Bath dressed as a Roman soldier while attempting to fight off his nicotine cravings. It’s a come down for the former conceptual artist, although there are compensations to the costume. The skirt, for one…
While Felix hasn’t made a secret of his desire to wear women’s clothing, he’s never dared try it until now. He’s always been worried once he goes down that road, he won’t want to come back, and the prospect of cross-dressing 24/7 terrifies him. Of course, he can’t tell that to Andrew, who’s now busy making Felix a slutty red dress.
Andrew Wheeler loves coming home to Felix and their cosy city centre flat. He just wishes Felix would let him know what’s bothering him; maybe then Andrew could confide what he really wants. Felix might not see him as anything other than a top, but Andrew’s yearning to switch things up.
Living together is one thing. Actually plucking up the courage to talk about their secret desires is going to be a whole other—and excruciatingly embarrassing—kettle of fish.
I almost always adore an established couple in my books. Part of the allure is they have sealed the bond beforehand and we get into the deeper and tougher tests of their love. We push them to their limits, find their buttons and hope they survive holding hands on the other side. Typically the challenges are unforgiving and the sex is in abundance. Felix and Andrew have only been together for a few months but haven’t wasted any time on commitment levels. They moved into together and to gain the benefit of living alone they are pinching pennies. Student years are packed with cheap food, unreasonable work hours and the freedom of a limitless sky. Factor in a brand spanking new relationship and the stress levels are bound to rise.
Felix and Andrew are learning how to be together. They are smitten and eager to make sacrifices to bring joy to their home. Felix has been accustom to living carefree until now and is adjusting to the pressures of bringing in a steady income. Andrew is determined to push through uni without acquiring a hefty debt. Long days of meaningless work are slowly snuffing the light from Felix’s’ eyes. Andrew is aware that Felix is unhappy with his job but can’t find another solution. He figures they both need to square their shoulders and push on through, it won’t last forever.
But the dreary job is only one of the things troubling Felix.
He has a secret and he’s yet to find the courage to admit it to himself, let alone Andrew. He knows he can trust Andrew but everything is still so new and tender and what if he ruins it all? Better to keep this a secret until he’s certain. He just can’t risk it. But he forgets the golden rule of honesty. If you tell one lie, it leads to another and yet another until you are surrounded by a circle of untruths. How can he stop the chain reaction and when he finally does, will it be too late?
More Felix and Andrew! Their stress and anxiety increases tenfold but they still have fun and are extremely sweet on each other. I enjoyed the return of old friends and the addition of new friends. And I always enjoy the sprinkling of Jo’s British touch.
First and foremost, I loved their affection and adoration for one another. They are seeing hearts and walking a few inches off the ground, it’s too cute! Then, the arts were so vivid and bright they burned brightly behind my eyelids when I closed them. I could see the gorgeous dress, feel the delicate lace and smell the oils on the canvas. The designs both men create blew me away. I would love to see the inspiration behind the pieces and eagerly await anything additional Jo might have hidden away. Another beautiful component of this story was the self discovery we witness.
It was so…honest despite the fibs. Felix battled with himself and struggled to accept what he desired. He has always been comfortable and confident in his own skin. Why can’t he admit his appreciation and longing for women’s clothing? What does this make him? Could he be transgender? What if Andrew doesn’t follow his desires? He needs Andrew more than he needs lingerie. But will he lose part of himself if he refuses to acknowledge another part? I found this aspect of the story extremely well done. Bravo!
Lots of hot sex but is that truly a bad thing? I’m thinking…no.
It’s a solid sequel and should be treated as such. Please read book one first and with the smashing steal of a deal, why not?