xo, Zach by Kendall Ryan
Genre: NA, contemporary romance
Publisher: self published
Publication Date: January 23, 2018
Eloquently penned with a memorable and touching storyline!
xo, Zach is a sweet, emotional, and a bit angsty love story about two people who were destined to find each other. Zach and Poppy’s dynamic sparked from the pages the instant they met, and their chemistry together only grew more intense and passionate as the story continued.
Let me just say that Zach is hands down one of the BEST characters ever written. Intelligent, funny, charming, and utterly gorgeous with a dirty mouth, he’s the epitome of the perfect guy. And the more you learn about him, the more he displays his romantic, deeply affectionate, and fully compassionate soul. I don’t know how she did it, but Poppy has lady-balls of steel for resisting Zach the way she did!
Poppy was the more reserved, focused, and serious character of the two. With her past and true motivation for achieving success, her bucked down attitude is all too clear as to why she pushes Zach away, and resisting what could be one of the best things to happen to her.
The author delivers another engaging and heartwarming must-read, layered with thoughtful and evocative aspects. xo, Zach is an extraordinary twist on the unconventional student/teacher relationship. The storyline is a build up of desires and intensity that warms your heart until the very end.
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The first time we met was at a party.
Your ex arrived to show off the person he’d left you for last month, and you asked me to pretend to be your date.
I was more than happy to help. You were attractive, smart and witty–and that kiss we shared? It left me wanting you for days.
The second time we met was in my office on campus where we were both surprised to discover you were the new master’s degree student in poetry that I would be working with. You promised to be professional. I did no such thing.
The late nights and intense study sessions spent alongside you majorly throw me off my game. I want you, and I fight with myself daily over this fact.
I know I’m crass, that my sexual innuendos and dirty mouth annoy you, but I live for those two bright spots of color in your cheeks. If that’s the only reaction I can get out of you, I’ll gladly take it.
You hate Mondays so every Monday I slip an anonymous poem into your bag and your smile gets me through the week.
I think I’m falling for you, and I know it’s wrong. I know that I’m only supposed to be the adviser to your program and nothing more, but here’s the thing. I think you’re falling for me too.