Title: The Token Yank
Author: A.J. Truman
Release Date: September 6, 2017
Genre(s): Contemporary Romance
Page Count: 268 pages
Reviewed by: NeRdyWYRM
Heat Level: 2 flames out of 5
Rating: 2 stars out of 5
Rafe’s Study Abroad Bucket List:
-Get drunk (legally, for once!)
-Seduce a hot British guy (or five…)
After years of grand romantic gestures that went bust and left him perpetually single, Rafe wants nothing more than to shag his way through Jolly Olde England. He’s vowed to stop looking for romance and enjoy the next three months as the lone Yank in a sea of Brits at Stroude University.
But his “Operation: Slut” mission goes awry when he meets Eamonn. His Beatles-hating, raspy-voiced flatmate shows him a true Blighty adventure, one filled with downing Snakebites, shopping trips to Asda, fist fights, and liberal usage of the c-word.
For Eamonn, helping Rafe is a distraction from the uninspiring future waiting for him and a chance to forget about his ripped-out, stomped-on heart. In fact, Rafe may be the one to put it back together. That is, if the return ticket back to the States doesn’t pull them apart first.
I Feel Like I Need a Shower
Okay. It is not because this book turned me on. In fact, this book gave me the icky-squickies. I can’t describe how turned off I was by the main character in this story. My 15-year-old son is more mature than this kid whose parents must have insulated him from the entire world because, FFS, he was a walking train wreck and he came across as having the maturity level of a 13-year-old kid. Through no specific fault of the author, I found it horrifying.
Maybe it’s because I have teenagers. Maybe I’m too old to be reading about barely legals having sex. I thought almost-40 was the new 20, but maybe not. Maybe it’s just the way this one was written since I read YA and new adult titles occasionally and the sex and intimacy in those don’t bother me. I DON’T KNOW. But this book gave me the heebie-freaking-jeebies. The Creeper McCreeperson McCrawlies. My Chester Chester Child Molester instincts went bonkers. Again, this is an entirely personal reaction to the story and no fault of the author, who wrote a decent story. I just felt that the MC came across as a criminally immature character.
I did myself a favor and skipped the sex parts after the first ~~shudder~~ go ’round, but I still really couldn’t get into the story. The roommate was not who I expected him to be as a character after reading the blurb and I had a hard time getting into the flow of the ‘romance’ development between the two MCs. I almost hesitate to even rate this one because it hit all my pervy-in-a-bad-way buttons, but I did finish it by skimming over the sexy parts so …. ugh. Take this rating with a grain of salt, I guess.
I should probably entirely recuse or otherwise divorce myself from the review proceedings due to irreconcilable differences, but I feel I have to at least express my seemingly minority opinion on the relative appropriateness of writing smut about a character with the mentality of an adolescent. I’m appalled, frankly. It’s appalling.
Maybe it’s just me, I don’t know, but there you have it. I hated it. Read at your own risk.