The World’s Worst Boyfriend
by Erika Kelly
My rating: 5 of 5 stars
Erika Kelly is a new-to-me author however I learned of this sports romance from social media and I jumped on the opportunity to read and review The World’s Worst Boyfriend. I can’t praise this book enough. It was outstanding. Erika Kelly introduces readers to Fin Bowie and Cali Bell, high school sweethearts that have been apart for six years. However, Fin is determined to get a second chance with Cali. Will he succeed in putting her fears to rest? Can he right the wrongs of their past? Or is he doomed to repeat the mistakes of his past? Grab
The World’s Worst Boyfriend
and dig in. You will fall in love with Fin and Cali’s story…it’s impossible not to.
Erika Kelly is seriously a talented auhor and I can’t recommend The Worlds’ Worst Boyfriend enough. As the book is told in duel perspectives, readers experience the pain and the love that’s never dissipated between Fin and Cali regardless of time and distance. This love story is angsty, but not overly so. The World’s Worst Boyfriend takes place in a small-town and is the perfect blend of sweet and downright smoking H.A.W.T! As a bit of a slow burn, you can be assured that Erika Kelly will keep you so invested in the story that you’ll not want to put it down. I loved the that while it’s a sports romance – it introduces readers to extreme sports -that’s a relatively new subgenre for me. Kelly went to great lengths to write a story that seemed to be exceptionally well researched and yet won’t drown the audience in the sports aspects of the story. You don’t have to be well versed in extreme sports to follow the story. The story arcs in ways that I couldn’t have predicted and definitely felt like it was a new and original story…not the same old sports romance. The World’s Worst Boyfriend will keep you on your toes and turning page after page.
Erika Kelly writes exceptional characters, and you will love the secondary characters every bit as much as Fin and Cali. I saw great character development and progression while reading
The World’s Worst Boyfriend
. Fin and Cali have a very passionate relationship. I guarantee you that you will be in love with Fin. He’s the whole package – sweet, sexy, determined to right the wrongs in their relationship, and committed…so so soooo committed to Cali. As for our heroine, I did want to knock some sense into Cali a few times. I understood her hurt, I just didn’t always agree with her decisions. Yet, even with my frustrations, I stilled loved her as a character. Erika Kelly intends to write a book about each Bowie brother and I can’t wait to get my hands on every one of them.
You should absolutely one-click a copy of this book right away. I one-clicked another book by Erika Kelly because I liked her writing so very much. She can’t write the rest of the Bowie Brothers stories fast enough for me. I’m sure this book will be your next five-star read as well!!!
Need more convincing? Here is an Excerpt reveal…
Excerpt:
The sight of Fin Bowie standing in her foyer hit like opening the door to a surprise party. That disheveled hair and facial scruff, his big, muscular body and moody expression, made Callie’s heart flip over.
His black leather jacket hung open, exposing a white V-neck T-shirt. Faded jeans encased powerful thighs, the frayed hem bunching over black leather boots.
“Hey.” Did she have to sound so out of breath? Her heart pounded like she’d just been chased through the woods at night by a bear.
And it didn’t help that his gaze took a slow roll up her body, from her red-tipped toes to her bare legs—her upper thighs covered in ruffled cotton sleep shorts—to the pink long-sleeved T-shirt covering her chest. When he finally reached her eyes, his nostrils flared, and his expression turned carnal. A zing of awareness shot through her.
And then he smiled. And when Fin Bowie smiled it was like the finale of a fireworks display. “What’s up?” She hated the slight tremor in her voice. Worse, she hated the fuse he lit inside her.
“Let’s take a ride. I’ll wait for you in the truck.”
The last thing she wanted to do was get in that truck with him, but they were going to work together, so they had to get some things resolved. As she followed him out the door, she tried to reclaim her composure, but her paralyzed hands couldn’t grasp it and, as she climbed down the porch steps, the bridge of time collapsed, plunging her into freefall.
Images flew at her, immersing her in a tumult of sharp, vivid emotions.
The thrill of Fin unhinging the basement door she’d locked after he’d told her he couldn’t go to their junior prom because of his brother’s skiing competition. So much anger—no, outrage—expressed in a furious fight that had ended in desperate, raw sex.
The naughty pleasure of riding him in his truck, her fingers clutching the back of his seat, her hips slamming down and grinding. That wild imperative to get closer, deeper, to meld with him.
The boundless joy as they’d leapt off the cliff together, hands joined, her smile stretching so wide it felt stupid. Plummeting into ice cold water. And the indescribable happiness when they’d popped up and reached for each other—her legs wrapped around his waist, his arms cinching her tightly. She’d never felt anything like it since.
And the pure relief of slamming into the wall of Fin’s chest in the hallway after she’d found out Piglet, her little runt of a mutt, had been struck and killed by a minivan. The deep satisfaction, when she’d collapsed into his arms, of knowing her soul had a harbor, and it was Fin Bowie.
He’d been there for her more times than not, but the times he’d let her down stuck in her joints like burrs, reminding her with sharp twinges every time she so much as rolled over in bed.
Blocking out the good memories had been easy…until she’d come home. Here, they were everywhere. She breathed them in at night in her childhood bed, and she ate them for breakfast at the kitchen table.
Fortunately, when she closed the front door behind her, the cool mountain air rushed over her skin and snapped her back to the moment. The hints of sage from the surrounding meadow and smoke from the town’s nightly bonfire woke up her senses.
It was okay to remember. Important, actually, because she’d never resolved anything. She’d just thrown herself into work, into survival mode. Finals, projects, hurrying to the diner, the bar, racing to get errands done in stolen moments…all of it had kept her on the run.
She never would’ve stopped, would she? If Julian hadn’t dumped her, forcing her to live at home for the summer, she’d still be on the lam from a past that demanded reconciliation.
She’d take this ride with Fin, confront the memories, and then she could finally let them go. Let him go.
She’d finally be free.
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