My rating: 5 of 5 stars
As with Frat Wars: King of Thieves, I have absolutely ZERO clue about Frats, Sororities or how the hell the American University Greek system works, but it didn’t stop me from laughing at dozens of points through this story as Robbie pulled off ridiculous stunts and Brandon tried to reign him in.
Throughout book one it was clear there were sparks between these two, not just because Brandon’s the Risk Manager for the Frat and Robbie’s the one giving him grey hairs with his Social Manager outrageous pranks, but the hints of possibilities.
What I really loved most about this one though was the absolute lack of unnecessary drama or complications thrown in just to cause issues.
Robbie’s decision that he wanted to explore his sexuality, and that he wanted to do it with a Frat Brother, was both ridiculously sweet and also – once he and Brandon gravitated together – insanely hot.
They talk to each other, such a novelty in collage age settings! They discuss what they’d like to try, how they feel and, when things start getting complicated, they talk about feelings. Of course, they’ve both needed a bit of a kick up the backside before this point and I loved how supportive not only the rest of the Frat was but also Brandon’s parents.
I loved the organic way they explored first their overwhelming attraction to each other after their first dare kiss and then how their solid friendship was able to morph into something more.
The final chapters had me smiling so much my cheeks hurt and the Epilogue, set 10 years later, had my heart melting. I’m pretty sure who we’re getting for Book Three and I have to say, I’m dying to come back to the first two books after I’ve read that one and see if I can spot any more clues!
#ARC kindly received from the author via Foreward PR in return for an honest and unbiased review.