Martin is the larger than life funny guy, the one who?s quick to soothe other?s pain, whilst hiding his own. He wants nothing more than to find ?the one?, but his love life consists of a string of break-ups. He?s close to giving up on love, until he meets Ryan online, the artist whose work speaks to his soul. There are just two problems: Ryan already has a boyfriend and he lives in California, which is one hell of a long way from England.
Working with Martin to develop a game is supposed to be purely business; a way for Ryan to earn the money to leave his abusive boyfriend. Except, he finds himself falling for the enigmatic Englishman. Wondering what kind of spark there might be if they were in the same country is one thing, escaping his boyfriend is another.
Wounded by their past relationships, Martin and Ryan have to learn to trust each other in order to have a chance at building a future together.
This series just keeps getting better. I love the other two books in the series but this one is my favorite so far.
We met Martin in the last book as Noah?s friend. Martin has it all, more money he can spend, beautiful lifestyle and house but he can not manage to meet a guy who wants him for who he is and not what?s on his bank account.
Ryan Lives in the US, with an abusive partner, who has broken him mentally and physically. He wants out, but how can he achieve this without being found out?
The two meets by email and phone chat when Ryan answers a add from Martin who is looking for an artist to do the graphics on his latest mobile game.
We are taken on a journey that is sometimes brutal and very emotional, but there are also light and funny moments, as the boys navigate their budding relationship. They have a huge mountain of problems to overcome. One being Ryan?s eventual escape from Zane, he manages to make it to the UK, and things look good for a while.
We find out just how controlling Zane was towards Ryan, as he tries to put his life back together with the help of Martin.
Whilst Martin offers Ryan financial help. Ryan turns him down, It is important to him that he makes his own way, so he is able to reclaim control of his life.
This story is so well balanced between the good times and the bad times. And for a refreshing change, the story is not based around miscommunication or even lack of communication. Its about the two characters having the strength to go for what they want. Slowly working through Ryan?s issues and problems such as immigration and long-distance love. I will not deny that I had a few tears near the end. But I can not say anything more as it would spoil the end for you.
I really liked the pace of the story, it did not seem rushed at all, There was no magic wand to wave away all their obstacles, they had to work and fight their way through them. Both characters had good sense of humor, and they just fitted together perfectly.
I am feeling sad that the book is finished.
“So, I’ve been meaning to ask, do you surf?”
Ryan blinked at Martin’s question, which had seemingly come out of the blue just as they were wrapping up their latest call.
He adjusted his position; the laundry room floor wasn’t exactly comfortable. “Uh, no, I can’t surf.”
Martin chuckled softly down the phone. “Isn’t that what all you guys do in California? You surf, have bleached-blond hair and golden skin, and say, ‘Totally rad, dude’ a lot.”
Ryan couldn’t stop himself laughing, which actually felt really good, though he did smother the sound with his hand. Not that anyone in the apartment block was likely to be awake at three in the morning, let alone wanting to do laundry.
“You don’t?” Martin’s voice was full of fake shock.
Ryan laughed even harder. He squeezed his eyes shut and pressed a hand against his ribs, taking deep breaths to try to calm himself. He couldn’t remember the last time he’d laughed like that.
“No,” he gasped.
“Really? Because I keep expecting you to say, ‘Cowabunga, dude.’ So, I guess pizza isn’t your favourite food, either?”
“Umm? I think you’re confusing the ‘surfer dude’ stereotype with the Ninja Turtles.” Ryan wiped his eyes. He leaned back against the washing machine he was sat in front of, careful to keep his bruised lower back from making contact with the unforgiving metal. “If that’s what you think I’m like, does that mean you wear a three-piece suit, carry an umbrella and drink tea constantly?”
“Oh, yeah,” Martin said. “That’s an absolutely spot-on description of everyone in Britain. Even the women wear tweed suits all the time.”
Ryan tried to hold the fresh burst of laughter inside him, but his ribs hurt too much to manage it. “And you’re all soccer mad.”
“Football,” Martin corrected. “And we all dunk biscuits in our tea.”
“What? Yuck. Seriously?”
“Yes,” Martin said in a very serious tone. “Trust me, you haven’t lived until you’ve dunked a chocolate digestive in your tea.”
Ryan grimaced. He wasn’t sure what a chocolate digestive was, but the thought of dunking a biscuit in a hot drink turned his stomach. Surely, it would just make a horrible mess? When he was a kid, his mom had given him milk and cookies, which he’d happily dunked, but cookies were way more solid than biscuits.
“I’ll take your word for it,” he said, not eager to ever try it out.
“You don’t have to. I’ll make you tea and biscuits if you come visit.”
Colette?s personal love story began at university, where she met her future husband. An evening of flirting, in the shadow of Lancaster castle, eventually led to a fairytale wedding. She?s enjoying her own ?happy ever after? in the north of England with her husband, two beautiful children and her writing.