Layla Robinson is not crazy. She is suffering from unrequited love. But it’s time to move on. No more stalking, no more obsessive calling.
What she needs is a distraction. The blue-eyed guy she keeps seeing around campus could be a great one–only he is the new poetry professor–the married poetry professor.
Thomas Abrams is a stereotypical artist–rude, arrogant, and broody–but his glares and taunts don’t scare Layla. She might be bad at poetry, but she is good at reading between the lines. Beneath his prickly façade, Thomas is lonely, and Layla wants to know why. Obsessively.
Sometimes you do get what you want. Sometimes you end up in the storage room of a bar with your professor and you kiss him. Sometimes he kisses you back like the world is ending and he will never get to kiss you again. He kisses you until you forget the years of unrequited love; you forget all the rules, and you dare to reach for something that is not yours
This is the story of Thomas and Layla. Or maybe the story of the professor and the student. Oh, I know! The story of the impulsive stalker and the arrogant *sshole. Thomas and Layla’s story was wrapped in layers of pain and crazy. They were a match made in hell. Layla was a walking purple disaster, she never thought twice about anything and her honesty was endearing. Thomas was sarcastic, rude, and too smart for his own good. Did I mention sexy? I haven’t fallen for a book boy as hard as I fell for Thomas in a long time. He was the epitome of what I look for in a book boy. He did it for me.
This was my 2nd read from this author. I had been in an epic book slump before starting this one. This book totes ended my slump and I am so freaking grateful. I loved this book. The characters’ banter was fun and refreshing. The sex scenes set my kindle on fire. Gah! Talk about swoon. I highlighted so much, but this…
Yeah, you’re the poem I can never write. Yeah, you’re the piece of poetry I can never hope to finish, no matter how hard I try.
This confession melted my heart. This book was irrational, steamy, and crazy af at times. It was everything I needed.
I pretty much liked every thing about this book, but I did have a few issues. I felt like the ending was rushed if not enough. I felt like Layla needed to be vindicated in her family relationships. I’m sort of obsessed with revenge, so I expect my favorite characters to be vindicated at all costs. Am I weird? I also wished for one more roll in the hay. Am I a slut?
I just want to say I think Saffron A. Kent maybe on the way to my favorite authors list. Again, this is my 2nd book by this author. I loved both of them. I’m on my way to read another. If you haven’t discovered this author, give her a try. I definitely recommend this author.