Atticus' Big, bold coming out to his parents ends with him kicked out of the mansion and in his friend's parents' basement, working for a gas station, surviving on Ramen, and not knowing how to pay the tuition for his last year at uni. That is until he sees a weird ad online for book models for a taboo gay erotica novel series. And, erm, yeah... that's where I oh so very loudly scream at myself in horror to read the bloody blurb. Yet again! I know I don't read them because they tell you so much about the book that there's no reason to still read the book, but in this case it would have saved me. Listen, everyone has their book kinks but I draw my line at stepbrothers who are adults and have met 5 seconds ago while being adults. Anything closer than that, and I'm out. And shocked. I absolutely need to stay on the crime scene side of James' books. Those are good. Some even absolutely fabulous. This side though? This side madness lies. And therapy. Just no. 😳