TITLE: "Book Boyfriend of the Week: What kind is yours?"
This is a meme created by Reading and Things for bloggers to talk about their boyfriends and teases their readers with things they've said.
1) Pick a book boyfriend, it can be from the book your currently reading or from one you've already read.
2) Write what kind of boyfriend he is, and if you want, say why you think that.
3) Pick a quote from his book, it could be long or short, that proves he is the kind of boyfriend you said he is
4) Make sure the quote, and the explanation, DO NOT give away anything from the book (we want all of the twists and plot surprises to remain surprises)
5) Share it! And shout it out it using #Reading and Things.
This week my book boyfriend is Finn Coram from Out of Line by Jen McLaughlin. He's hot, he's a marine and, and he is a surfer.
Out Of LineBOOK SUMMARY:
by Jen McLaughlin
Published: September 6, 2013
Desperate to break free…
I've spent my entire life under my father’s thumb, but now I'm finally free to make my own choices. When my roommate dragged me to my first college party, I met Finn Coram and my life turned inside out. He knows how to break the rules and is everything I never knew I wanted. A Marine by day and surfer by night, he pushes me away even as our attraction brings us closer. Now I am finally free to do whatever I want. I know what I want. I choose Finn.
I always follow orders. My job, my life, depends on it. I thought this job would be easy, all the rules were made crystal clear, but when I met Carrie Wallington, everything got muddy. She's a rule I know I shouldn't break, but damn if I don’t inch closer to the breaking point each time I see her. I’m ready to step out of line. And even worse? I’m living a lie. They say the truth will set you free, but in my case…
My job was to serve. Protect. Keep my cover. And Most of all? Not touch her. The bad thing was, I couldn't seem to stop thinking about it. For some reason, the little socialite who wasn't really a socialite was getting under my skin, and I had to find a way to get her out before it was too late.
"She was everything I would have hoped for in a girlfriend, and then some. Kind. Giving. Adventurous. Never afraid to try something new. And I wasn't allowed to have her."
They say the truth will set you free, but in my case....The truth will cause me everything.
I slammed my mouth down on hers, telling myself the whole time that I was only kissing her because I had to keep my cover. That this wasn't real. Didn't mean anything. But the second her soft lips gave in to mine, I knew I was full of shit. I might be doing this to keep my cover, but I was also doing it because I wanted to see what she tasted like. To hear her little sounds of pleasure.