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198 pages, Kindle Edition
First published June 23, 2017
I'm being honest when I say that I don't usually enjoy friends-to-lovers story. I just don't always get how they catch feelings for each other out of the blue. But this story right here is how this trope should be done, in my opinion.
It might be quite short (198 pages) but this fully developed (even though I'd like a more extended epilogue but I'll let it pass this time) and the characters soo loveable! Mason is such a cute guy even if you don't usually use that word for a SEAL. I want him as my bff (or boyfriend, I'm not picky) like now. He was so supportive of Freya and he was there for her every step of the way.
I really enjoyed this story and I'll definitely recommend it if you're in the mood for a story with this trope (and if you want to add one more hero to your book boyfriend list). 5 stars because 1) I loved the ending and 2) it's one of the best friends-to-lovers stories I've read and the only one I've enjoyed recently.
(I just realized that it's free on Amazon Kindle right now so make sure to grab it if you think you'd enjoy it)

“What the hell is this?” Mason’s voice slices through my reverie, bringing me back to the present.
“What?” He reads, “’She slid her palms against the supple leather seats of his Lamborghini.’” I bite my lip, knowing the shit is about to hit the fan. “Um, they’re having sex in his car,” I reply innocently.
“Well, no kidding they’re in his car. But a Lamborghini? What SEAL owns a Lamborghini living on a government paycheck?”
“I kind of had to make him a billionaire.”
“A billionaire?” The two words fall from his lips like concrete blocks.
“That’s what’s selling these days.” I toss him a meek shrug. He moves over to me, carrying my pages in his tight grasp. “There are no SEAL billionaires.”
My eyes rest on his image now, and like always, it somehow fortifies me as though when I don’t have any more
energy to deal with the futility of life, he somehow lends me some of his own strength simply by being near. Looking at him now, I realize that the only thing I have to show for all the work I’ve put into my book is this thing I have with Mason. And for just half an instant, it seems enough.