TBR reviewer: Luta Wolf
Mike had it all. A business in the south of France, money, and a handsome boyfriend. But when the world’s economies nose-dived, he lost the lot—including Kurt. With nothing left, he finds himself back home in the north of England, living in a broken-down rented flat, alone.
When the boiler breaks down, the repairman turns out to be an old acquaintance—one who was never Mike’s social equal. Now Pete’s the one with money and security, his own
thriving company and a collection of classic cars. Pete’s joie de vivre is impossible to resist, but how can Mike face being a kept man?
There is no place like home. When life gives Mike a one-two punch, the compass in his soul points him home. Though he doesn’t really know what he is doing there he soon finds that it was the right direction when he runs into childhood acquaintance Pete and he helps Mike to find his footing again.
This isn’t my first book by Tristram La Roche. The last one swept me into a world I never imagined and I loved it. This time, not so much. The plot was mostly about the romance which is normally a plot I love. I like a good chocolate read now and again, however to pull this plot off the character connection has to be truly believable, you’ve got to make the reader feel the emotion between the characters. Which I felt got left behind. I loved the
characters by themselves. Pete is this down on his luck, stiff gent that whines a lot but he is such a lovable underdog that you find yourself cheering for him. You have to love Mike this cheery, wear his emotions on his sleeve man that looks at life with rose color glasses. I felt the lust between them but not the love. I just couldn’t believe it. They lacked emotion.
Then there was this truly awful sex scene involving a truck rest stop with too much details about urination on the floor. I think I threw up a little in my mouth just writing that. I wanted to like this book because I truly enjoy the way the author pulls you into a story with details (in the case of the truck stop, a bit too much). I’ve never been to England but the author took me there.
While I’m glad I read this book, it just didn’t live up to the standards that I feel Mr. La Roche could write and what I have seen this author achieve.