“We’re fucking different but we’re still two superheroes who’d die for each other. In any era, any alternate universe. Like Captain America and the Winter Solider.”
Title: Lovers Like Us
Author: Krista Ritchie & Becca Ritchie
Series: Like Us #2
Number of pages: 365 (kindle edition)
Good things about this book: Fun, interesting, hot, well-written, you will keep reading until you finish it. Guaranteed.
Bad things about this book: Nothing.
Do I recommend it? Yes, this series is beautiful.
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I know I loved Damaged Like Us because it was different from any other book I’ve ever read. Its pace was different, fresh, it kept me glued to the virtual pages and I didn’t want it to end. So I knew I was going to love this sequel but I wasn’t expecting to love it this much. There is not much drama, there’s action, steamy and not, we get to know more relatives and we have the exclusive of Moffy and Farrow’s relationship. Did I say there is little to no love drama? Oh, how I love that, you have no idea!
I loved everything. I was on edge so many times, a little scared, super happy, very entertained, and more often than not, awfully turned on. I’m only human, after all.
“Vote for whoever looks the best.” Farrow, my mind blurts out in response. I swear my brain is one terrifying step from making shrines of the guy. Which is not cool. Not cool.
Damaged Like Us ended with the whole family finding out Farrow and Moffy were boyfriends and hell broke loose. Harsh words were said, people got offended, things were changing but maybe that wasn’t a bad thing. Now, as damage control, Moffy and the oldest Hales-Cobalts-Meadows are going on tour with their bodyguards: all of them, cramped inside a bus for four months. Things are going to get heated. There is a troll account threatening Moffy and Farrow is restless because he needs to save the man he loves both as his boyfriend and as his personal bodyguard. It will get messy and butts will be seen; so many butts it’s glorious.
“She’ll ‘revoke’ your membership to that Rainbow Brigade shit if you’re not careful.”
Oscar almost laughs, and he reties a rolled bandana around his forehead. “It’s not real until she makes pins.”
Maximoff, Jane, Charlie, Beckett and Sulli are participating in a few fan conventions to raise money for lgbtqia youth all around the US and of course their bodyguards came along. I was happy to see more of the famous kids and also I loved the bodyguards; they were all hilarious, even Thatcher, and they made the book richer and more interesting. They are as much part of the story as the rich and gorgeous: and they are also quite hot! The camaraderie between bodyguards and the love and care they have for the families they serve is profound and true; they share almost every second of their lives with them and they are like their own families. It’s lovely!
My eyes burn. I wake up every morning, and I’m more in love with him than the day before.
Besides the obvious bonding and some pretty interesting events that happen on the bus, the book’s story is told from Farrow and Moffy’s POV and so we are inside their heads while they brood, while they flirt, while they desire nothing more than kiss each other’s faces and get naughty. It’s hilarious and adorable. They love each other and they can barely believe they have found someone who knows, supports and understands what the other is going through. Moffy may not know everything about Farrow’s past but he is absolutely certain that if he asks, the answers are going to be 100% true. There’s so much trust between the both of them and that is the reason there is no love drama; they communicate trying not to leave anything left to be misunderstood. I hate miscommunication because people aren’t mind readers; you need to say out loud if something is wrong or else suck it, the world isn’t waiting for you. Do something and stop whining!
His mouth curves upward. “Welcome back, space cadet.”
I scowl and unbutton my jeans. “I barely spaced out.”
The ending was perfect, just as much as it was perfect everything else. Sweetness galore and happy smiles: my favorites. Everything I needed to have the dumb face I usually have when a story is dreamy and I’m jealousy wishing I could have what they have. This series was a surprise; I am scared about the third and last book but I trust the authors. They won’t disappoint me because until now these books have been flawless so I don’t expect they’ll stop now, right? Give me Alphas Like Us right now or right this moment, either is fine by me.