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Brother’s Best Friend for Christmas – Amy Brent

He was my first. My everything. My brother’s best friend.
Filthy-mouthed, tattooed, arrogant, womanizer.
Tyler knew how to melt my panties… and my heart.
But he disappeared when I needed him.

Now years later, he’s back for Christmas as my brother’s friend and business partner.
Sitting at my parents’ dining room table,
Undressing me with his eyes.
I can’t forget the night he took my V-card.
And I wonder what harm would it be to replay that scene now…

It’ll be just one more night.
I’ll finally get over him and move on with my life – once and for all, right?

Now that Santa’s making my wish come true,
I can see my whole world turning upside down.
Turns out this is the hottest mistake of my life.
And screwed has never felt so good!


I don’t know where to start really??? Maybe with I can’t believe that I actually read this?? I mean, I should’ve expected it really. The cover art basically says it all . . .

But look. There was hardly any real plot other than the fact her family is completely nuts and needs to go to family counselling. They hired a PI to follow her!!! NOT OKAY. Her brother was so freaking controlling and possessive over her and a complete and upper hypocrite. Tyler and whatever the main characters name was, I think it’s Amber, had hardly any plot development. Just !! I must all of a sudden believe that they’re in LUURVEEE. But??? I wonder if these two sat down for more than two hours and talked if they would still like each other then.

To suggest that all books in this genre have no substance to them but the spicey spicey stuff (#mature 19 year old) to them would be rude af. Because books can have the heat and have good plot and good, well developed characters.

This just wasn’t one of them.

In my book group we have a “trashtastic” saying coined by Emer, meaning that you know books are trashy but enjoyable anyway despite their glaring faults (See Lux series for reference) but are enjoyable af that you don’t give a shit anyways.

This just wasn’t one of those.

Let’s not tell anyone I read this. I’m trying to forget that I read it.




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