Title: Summer Lover (Seasons of Love: Book 2)
Author: B.G. Thomas
Publisher: Dreamspinner Press
Rating: 5/5 Smooches
Scott Aberdeen doesn’t believe in Santa Claus, the Easter Bunny, or God. Or love—at least, he knows no one will ever love him. After all, he has carried a torch for his best friend Sloan for a decade, hoping his feelings will be returned one day. But when Sloan finds springtime love with another man, Scott’s fantasies are crushed and his skepticism confirmed.
Cedar Carrington, raised by rock star parents, leads a free-spirited, nomadic life, never staying in one place for long. Due to a dark past he refuses to share or even think about, he is willing to let men into his bed for sex, but never for the night.
When Scott finds himself camping in the middle of nowhere with over a hundred men who all believe in love—and faeries and a magickal gay brotherhood—
I read many books. Partly in my role as a reviewer and partly because I’m just addicted to reading. It’s rare anymore that a book surprises me or truly sticks with me beyond the final page. And that is not to say that the books that I read aren’t good, and that some of them aren’t great, but it’s rare to find one that makes me reflect upon my own life and truly identify with the characters.
I’m a huge B.G. Thomas fan. I write reviews on Amazon for most of his releases, even if it’s just a few words. And if you’ve ever met him, you know that he is one of the sweetest, most amazing guys ever. Seriously. I’m laying this out there because this book, Summer Lover, was so much MORE than just a 5 Smooch read.
Scott Aberdeen is like the gay male version (personality wise) as me. Kinda snarky, a little bitter, rather negative. Of course Scott has been through a lot, especially in the name of religion. His parents wielded the bible as a weapon and used it as an excuse to turn their back on him when he came out. Being raised by a Catholic mother, I can honestly say that it is one reason I didn’t come out until I was 30, and why I toed that imaginary line and got married and had kids. So I understand holding onto that dislike of religion to the point that it tends to color everything in your life.
Cedar Carrington, son of rockstar parents, carries his own wounds that he hides behind his free-love, gypsy lifestyle. Scott, on the otherhand, just wants to be loved. He wants desperately for someone to see beyond all his personality and name brands and to just love him as he is.
Scott is resistant, to put it mildly, when his friend Wyatt tries to get him to participate in the witchy woo-woo festival. As in, not going, never going to happen.. But he relents and he goes and meets Cedar (aka Jockster) and he has experiences that change both men forever. And maybe the world isn’t quite the way either man ever imagined it before.
This book made me laugh, and cry, and I just loved it to pieces. It’s everything that a romance novel should be.