Beau Fortier starred in most of my cringe-worthy teenage fantasies.
I met him when I was a junior in high school, a time that revolved exclusively around bad hair, failed forays into flirting, and scientific inquiries into which brand of toilet paper worked best for stuffing bras.
That is, until Beau moved into the small guest house just beyond my bedroom window.
A 24-year-old law student at Tulane, Beau was as mysterious to me as second base (both in baseball and in the bedroom). He was older. Intimidating. Hot. Boys my age had chicken legs and chubby cheeks. Beau had calloused hands and a jaw cut from steel. Our interactions were scarce—mostly involving slight stalking on my end—and yet deep down, I desperately hoped he saw me as more of a potential lover than a lovesick loser.
Turns out, I was fooling myself. My fragile ego learned that lesson the hard way.
Now, ten years later, we’re both back in New Orleans, and guess who suddenly can’t take his eyes off little ol’ me.
My old friend, Mr. Fortier.
But things have changed. I’m older now—poised and confident. My ego wears a bulletproof vest. The butterflies that once filled my stomach have all perished.
When I was a teenager, Beau warned me to guard my heart.
Let’s hope he knows how to guard his.
Sigh. This disappointed me greatly because the blurb has so much promise. I read the blurb and my mind just went I WANT! But alas, I ended up skimming this book just to finish it.
First of all, the blurb totally overstated the nature of the conflict between a 17-year old teenage girl and a 24-year old adult. The blurb suggested that Beau did something horrible that crushed Lauren’s teenage heart.
NOPE. It was just Beau doing the right thing by refusing a 17-year old girl’s sexual advances. The way the thing played out made dislike Lauren immensely. She’s a private school educated girl. She can’t be that dense not to suspect the reason why Beau rejected her. But again, apparently not because she attributed his rejection to her not being desirable or good enough for him. So it became this endless boring drama and I was bored out of my mind with it.
While I liked that Beau acted like the adult he is and not take advantage of Lauren in the past, present Beau wasn’t a very interesting or well developed character. Granted he was more developed than Lauren but not by much.
I used to love this author’s use of humor in her books but here it felt forced and unfunny. Nothing really worked for me. I liked Beau at first but then he bored me too.