
“You’re a beautiful, kind, smart man. Know your worth, and don’t take less than you deserve.”
Sam has spent his whole life taking care of others, never taking anything for himself. He’s intrigued by the lonely, mysterious man on his mail route. He takes to hand delivering every package just to get a few moments with him. Emerson moved to Ryland to escape his past and has made a quiet, private life for himself. But with every encounter, Sam gets further under his skin until Emerson makes an offer – he’ll pay Sam to spend the weekends with him, it’d be purely physical and only Friday through Sunday. Sam agrees because it’s the one thing he’s ever taken for himself. What starts as a simple arrangement quickly becomes complicated when feelings get involved. Suddenly, only for the weekend isn’t enough.
Emerson tasted like sadness dipped in want. Like he needed this but wanted to deny it too because, for whatever reason, he didn’t think he deserved it.
I really enjoyed this grumpy/sunshine, age-gap romance. Emerson was very prickly, but given his past it was completely understandable why he’d closed himself off so much. Sam was a little ball of sunshine and I loved how he bulldozed his way into Emerson’s life. A lot of Sam’s sunniness, though, was a mask to hide the weight of everything he carried on his shoulders. My heart broke for him for all he had to deal with. He had such a big heart and always put everyone else’s needs above his own. This is why I loved that he agreed to the deal with Emerson which was the first thing that was truly his.
What are you doing to me?
Don’t ask me to feel.
Don’t let me ruin you.
Emerson’s past was wild. Talk about a life-changing situation. It was sad seeing all the ways that life had caused him to be so closed off. It was wonderful seeing Sam work his way through those walls. He truly saw Emerson and worked his magic to bring Emerson back to himself. Their arrangement isn’t what I’m used to reading but it totally worked for them and was very hot. And it was very sweet when emotions started to get into the mix. There was a fair amount of angst they had to deal with, mostly from external sources but I loved seeing them work through it and fight for their happily ever after.
In the darkness that had become my life, he was the only light I’d allowed in.

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