Brad “Frat Boy” Feller and Sebastian “Toppy” DeWitt have been together for nine months, and their relationship is as hot as ever. The only cloud Brad sees on their horizon is Sebastian’s stress over his thesis. And their uncertain future together after graduation. And how Sebastian sometimes takes Brad for granted. And Sebastian’s unwillingness to introduce Brad to his father.
Other than that, everything’s awesome.
All of Sebastian’s energy is currently devoted to his thesis, and getting into a top-notch PhD program. Fortunately, his boyfriend takes care of all the domestic stuff and Sebastian’s needs. Any minor strain between them will disappear and they’ll return to the status quo after Sebastian graduates. As long as nothing upsets their delicate balance in the meantime.
Then a friend Brad once had a small fling with is forced to take refuge with them, and Frat Boy and Toppy’s delicate balance topples like an elephant on a waterski. Now Sebastian has to face some truths about how he’s been treating Brad, what he wants for their future, and what he has to do to get it.
I walked away from reading Good Boy not knowing exactly how I felt. I loved Brad and Sebastian in Frat Boy and Toppy. Seeing them at odds was painful. I always liked Sebastian, but after his actions in both Good Boy and previously in Sweet Young Thang he started to make me just a little on the angry side. I’ve liked all the other couples in this series but Sebastian and Brad were always my favorite and the fact that Sebastian came so close to screwing it all up made me lose some respect for him. I hate it when that happens.
In Sebastian’s defense, he did turn things around. He saw how hard and unfair he was being to Brad, which kind of made up for the way he acted. Kind of. He brought the ‘momma bear’ out in me in this book and I hope that in the next book (even though it features another couple) he gets the chance to prove that he is definitely worthy of Brad.
On a side note. I really like the way that this book kind of snuck up on the author. It just proves that authors are not in charge of their muse and more often than not, they are totally at the mercy of the characters they are writing about. 😉