Book Review: Not My Boyfriend by Monica L. Anderson

Not My Boyfriend

My rating: 3 of 5 stars
Received: ARC provided via NetGalley
Publication Date: September 8th 2015
Publisher: Samhain Publishing, Ltd.
Point of View: 3rd Person (Max and Karson)
Genres & Themes: M/M Romance, LGBTQA+, Misunderstanding, fake-dating

BLURB:

If “I love you” is a lie, why does it feel so much like the truth?

Stuck at a co-workers retirement party, Max prepares himself for a long, boring night—until a guy across the bar with an intense brown gaze and a dangerous smirk offers some mutual gratification in the bathroom. Max had been looking for a forever love, but Karson’s so hot, forever can wait.

Ever since his cheating ex broke his heart, Karson’s had rules. Only pleasure. Never more than once. Never stay the night. Yet long after their romp in the bar bathroom, Karson still wants Max—maybe enough to break his own rules.

As Max and Karson struggle to sort out their complicated non-relationship, Karson’s ex resurfaces in full win-him-back mode. One white lie later, Max attends Karson’s tenth annual high-school reunion as his “boyfriend” to keep his ex away. But pretending is hard, when all Max wants is for the lie to be the truth.

Warning: Contains a slew of misunderstandings, one cheating, jealous ex, and steamy sex scenes between two guys who fall accidentally in love.

REVIEW:

One of my favorite tropes is fake dating. There’s just something about characters with chemistry faking it and the reader going will they realize that they want to date for real, will they want the fake kisses and fake couply things become real? We all know they will but the suspense and the thrill is like reading countless of AU of the couple you like (We do it, don’t lie).

“He’d fuck Max, get this out of his system, and life would go back to normal.”

How many times have I read this in novels and just smirked, knowingly, but yet I hold out and freak out to see if they’ll get together in the end…too many times I must tell you.

“They hadn’t much future outside of tonight. But for as long as they were in this bathroom, they belonged to each other.”

Not My Boyfriend introduces to characters who could want more opposite things from love—or lack of from one. Max is all for forever, whereas Karson had been burned and badly at that, and steers clear away from love at all cost. But Max is instantly hooked on Karson and the saying: “I’ll take whatever I can get” fits his mantra perfectly, and thus begins a f-buddy relationship. But is that enough for Max, and how far will he go for Karson just to be near him?

“It’s going to end in heartbreak, Max. You’re going him too much. He’s going to take it all.”

Whilst reading this book all I could think was that Max let Karson do anything to him, and sometimes I just wanted him to walk out and let Karson do the chasing, but what held me from screaming at my kindle was that Lydia, Max’s best friend, was the voice of reason. She was honest, telling him the hard truth, but being there nonetheless when things fell down. I think friendship should be like that, not letting the person do wrong decision and letting someone walk all over them because that’s what friendship is about—no. It isn’t about that, be there but lay the truth at their feet.

“Karson had tried to emulate that look on his own, to some success. He’d never tried to fool people into thinking he loved them though—not like Andrew.”

Loved this line, it was just so good.  Andrew. Man, I wanted to smack him and have some kick his rear. This is the type of man to avoid. They way he twisted and manipulated what happened and things with Max should serve to open some eyes.

I liked it three stars seem solid enough, but the truth is that there was a lot of the hot and cold routine that seemed to come after every steamy scene, and sometimes I didn’t know how Max didn’t walk out on Karson. Being hurt doesn’t justify being an asshole on someone, and Karson was, repeatedly. There were a few misunderstanding but that was the lack of communication, because frankly I didn’t know where the love was coming from. Karson was always tight-lipped and early on all they had was sex, and so I wish we could’ve had more communication, more substance that just sex.

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