The first time we met was at a party.
Your ex arrived to show off the person he’d left you for last month, and you asked me to pretend to be your date.
I was more than happy to help. You were attractive, smart and witty–and that kiss we shared? It left me wanting you for days.
The second time we met was in my office on campus where we were both surprised to discover you were the new master’s degree student in poetry that I would be working with. You promised to be professional. I did no such thing.
The late nights and intense study sessions spent alongside you majorly throw me off my game. I want you, and I fight with myself daily over this fact.
I know I’m crass, that my sexual innuendos and dirty mouth annoy you, but I live for those two bright spots of color in your cheeks. If that’s the only reaction I can get out of you, I’ll gladly take it.
You hate Mondays so every Monday I slip an anonymous poem into your bag and your smile gets me through the week.
I think I’m falling for you, and I know it’s wrong. I know that I’m only supposed to be your adviser and nothing more, but here’s the thing. I think you’re falling for me too.
“This is serious, Poppy. Will you promise?”
“What am I promising?” This man had a way of getting me to say things, to feel things, to admit things that I might not have otherwise. I wasn’t sure if it was because he was older and wiser and that much more cunning at these types of discussions, or if it was just because being near him seemed to physically lower my inhibitions. He was like a walking shot of tequila.
“I need you to promise me that if anything physical happens between us—that it will be very consensual, and very sex-positive. I need you to understand that I will worship you and make you come So. Many. Fucking Times.”
He annunciated those words so clearly and slowly, I felt them with every beat of my heart, every pulse of heat between my legs.
Oblivious to my hammering heart, Zach continued. “But I also need you to know that if I do or say anything you don’t like, all you have to do is say so and everything will stop. Just the word no, Poppy. Use it and I promise to leave you alone.”
“Leave me alone as in stop mentoring me, stop helping me in the program?”
His face was serious and he shook his head without even considering it. “I will never stop mentoring you, as long as you want it. Giving in to our attraction—or not—will never be a condition for my help. I want you to succeed, and it has nothing to do with how much I want you in my bed. Do you understand that?”
I felt myself nodding my head.
I knew what he was saying. Despite how aggressively Zach put his feelings on the subject of us out there—I knew he’d never betray my wishes.
“Okay,” I murmured.
He considered me for a long moment, neither of us blinking.
“Why did you approach me that night at the party, Poppy. Did you find me attractive?”
Was he fucking serious?
Of course I find him attractive. Actually, attractive was too weak a word. I found him mesmerizing. Addictive. Enchanting. Impossible.
“I’m not saying I do, but if I wanted something to happen …” I swallowed a wave of nerves and took a shallow breath as Zach’s mouth curved into a grin.
“Something as in finding out how many times in a row I can make you come using my mouth, my hands, and my …”
I held up one hand. “Yes. That. How would it work, isn’t it, like, forbidden?”
God, why did the word forbidden make me feel even hotter?
I love Kendall Ryan’s stories and the way she writes them. They are quick, easy reads that leave you feeling all kinds of warm and fluffy. xo, Zach gave me all of that and more. I really related to this story and fell in love with it.
The Story. Poppy is newly single and asks a random, hot stranger to pretend to be her date after her ex walks into the same party she is at. She doesn’t expect the sparks that fly whenever their gazes meet or whenever a simple kiss gets out of hand. Zach is biding his time until he can take off for New York in order to finish his manuscript when Poppy walks right up to him and asks him for an usual favor. However, neither expect to see each other again until Poppy walks in for her first meeting with her advisor only to find Zach sitting behind the desk. Poppy pushes Zach away in the hopes of staying professional because she has to much at stake to risk it on a forbidden romance, but Zach and his dirty mouth are too tempting to pass up. Zach pursues Poppy like no one else and quickly realizes it’s about way more than sex…if only Poppy would let him in.
The Characters. Poppy is a talented poet who is getting her masters in order to provide a better life for herself and those she loves. She is stubborn, independent, and has a hard time accepting help. Zach is an advisor in the creative writing department who is knocking on 30s door who is trying to overcome his writers block. He is sweet, charming, and sexy as hell with a dirty mouth to boot. These were some fantastic characters that I enjoyed getting to know. We got kind of sort of two epilogues too, which made me really happy.
I recommend this book to those who love: new adult, quick reads, contemporary, stubborn heroines, and sexy heroes.
Overall Rating: ★★★★/★★★★★
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A New York Times, Wall Street Journal, and USA Today bestselling author of more than two dozen titles, Kendall Ryan has sold over 1.5 million books and her books have been translated into several languages in countries around the world. She’s a traditionally published author with Simon & Schuster and Harper Collins UK, as well as an independently published author. Since she first began self-publishing in 2012, she’s appeared at #1 on Barnes & Noble and iBooks charts around the world. Her books have also appeared on the New York Times and USA Today bestseller lists more than three dozen times. Ryan has been featured in such publications as USA Today, Newsweek, and InTouch Magazine.
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