This is absolutely my favorite kind of story. The kind that takes me on a roller coaster ride and can make me cry, turn me on, and cause me to grip my e-reader more tightly before the uncertainty passes and I can finally breathe a sigh of relief. And it’s a hard combo to come by, because not many books actually make me cry. Get emotional? A little misty? Sure. But out and out sobbing like a child? Not likely, but this book did.
In a way I felt like Homecoming was not one love story but two. The romance that is beginning and the one that ended tragically are woven together beautifully. One flows into the other but not, to my mind, in such a way that it feels contrived or forced. I LOVED the juxtaposition of a man’s struggle to grieve for his lost love against the raunchiness and no-holds-barred sexuality of International Mr. Leather. Sock you in the gut emotion and fisting all in one book? I’m not sure it gets any better. 😉 I always want a story like this to be longer – I’ve gotten attached to the characters and invested in their story, and I hate to leave them so soon. At first I wanted to see more development at the end – more of the HEA. After a second read though, I actually felt that it really was done pretty perfectly.
And yes, I cried both times.