This novella is the tale of Melody, a twenty-six-year-old teacher who falls for Jaime, her eighteen-year-old student. It’s unapologetically instalove on Jaime’s behalf (and instalust on Melody’s), and I was interested in whether I’d feel icked out by the abuse of power and age difference between the two. I’d met Jaime in book one – Vicious – and here I found myself warmed by just how dedicated a hero he is in his own story.
Melody hates her job. She was meant to be a ballerina but a bad leg break put paid to her career. Teaching literature is her alternative but she isn’t very good at it and her students don’t pay any attention to her. Apart from Jaime Followhill. The six-three blond man-bunned stud is all about the teacher. He stalks Ms Greene until he finds a way to blackmail her into seeing him. She puts up a feeble resistance – based mainly on the fact his mother is the school principal – but they end up in bed together (I say ‘bed’ but it is mostly other places). [Read more…]