“With a superb understanding of human strengths and weaknesses, a genuine appreciation for the important role different cultures play in our world, a generous dash of sharp humor, and a real flair for crafting heart-tugging characters, Herrera continues her Dreamer series, following American Dreamer (2019), and puts her own sizzlingly sexy spin on the idea of a modern-day fairy-tale romance.”
Fairy-tale endings don’t just happen; they have to be fought for.
New York City social worker Camilo Santiago Briggs grew up surrounded by survivors who taught him to never rely on anything you didn’t earn yourself. He’s always dreamed of his own happily-ever-after, but he lives in the real world. Men who seem too good to be true…usually are. And Milo never ever mixes business with pleasure…until the mysterious man he had an unforgettable hookup with turns out to be the wealthy donor behind his agency’s new, next-level funding.
Thomas Hughes built a billion-dollar business from nothing: he knows what he wants and isn’t shy about going after it. When the enthralling stranger who blew his mind at a black-tie gala reappears, Tom’s more than ready to be his Prince Charming. Showering Milo with the very best of everything is how Tom shows his affection.
Trouble is, Milo’s not interested in any of it. The only thing Milo wants is Tom.
Fairy-tale endings take work as well as love. For Milo, that means learning to let someone take care of him, for a change. And for Tom, it’s figuring out that real love is the one thing you can’t buy.
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"You better hurry up before I do too much damage at this open bar. Holy shit this thing is lit!"
I heard a tortured groan over the phone at my excitement. My coworker Ayako was running late.
"I'm on my way! Traffic is crazy. I don't know why I took a Lyft from Astoria during rush hour. It would've taken me half the time on the subway. Don't drink all the champagne, Camilo!"
I twisted my mouth to the side like she could see me, and gave her the real talk she clearly needed. "I can't make any promises. Imma let you go. I see the bar, and it's not too busy."
"Okay." With the way she sighed, you'd think this was a life-or-death situation, not that she was running late to get her open bar drinking on. "We just passed the Brooklyn Bridge. I should be there soon."
I ended the call with Ayako as I got to the complimentary alcohol distribution area. Once again, I was glad for my finely honed fashion sense. Stopping home after work to change into a suit was the right call, because this thing was fancy. I thanked my lucky stars for my job and my boss, as I glanced around the huge and beautifully decorated room where the Roi Green Center, a social services agency for homeless LGBT youth, was hosting its annual Fall Gala.
The event was at Cipriani Wall Street, which was as posh as you could get in New York City, and Ayako and I each had a seat at one of the tables. The room was decorated to look like Central Park in the fall. Lots of yellows, oranges and reds — it was stunning.
Melissa, the executive director of New Beginning, the agency Ayako and I worked for, bought two tickets for a thousand bucks a pop, but at the last minute had to stay home with a sick wife and kid. She'd sent an email offering the tickets to all the department directors and Ayako and I had jumped on them within seconds. Being a social worker didn't exactly pay enough to be able to do this kind of thing. So, after a very stressful week at work and some personal life fuckery, I was ready to pounce on the unlimited free alcoholic beverages.
After giving the bar offerings and the bartender an assessing look I leaned on the polished dark wood surface, raising my finger. "I'll have a glass of champagne please."
He winked at me in response and got busy pouring. Within a few seconds I had a glass of chilled Moët & Chandon in my hands. I lifted my glass to him while I put a couple of bills in the tip jar with my other hand. He gave me a big smile and went to serve another customer, as I followed his movements with my eyes.
He was hot.
Had a bit of a Jason Momoa flow going on, and I wasn't mad about it. I wondered how tacky it would be to pick up a guy at this thing. I'd only been here five minutes and had already gotten in some low-key, high-quality flirting and was sipping top-shelf champagne. I was musing on how the evening was already a success even if I went home right then, when I heard a deep and smoky voice from somewhere on my left.
"I like your suit." I lifted my eyes and saw a gorgeous man smiling down at me. I answered him without fully turning around.
"That's a pretty lame pick up line," I said, as I ran my free hand over the front of my jacket. "But I agree this suit looks amazing on me." He laughed, like I wasn't being one-hundred-percent serious.
I was rocking my Topman burgundy suit with a navy shirt and tie. I'd even gone for the messy man bun Ayako always said made me look extra fuckable.
I knew I was popping.
I turned so I was fully facing the guy and gave him a thorough once-over as I sipped my Moët. I had to admit there was a lot to like there. He must have been a few inches over six feet, because he was a full head over my five feet and eight inches.
He was big too.
Dark brown hair in a short-but-stylish cut and hazel eyes. His mouth was small, but perfectly shaped and, at the moment, the corners were tipped up into a tiny grin while he stood there letting me run my eyes all over him. I had an urge to push up and nip on that bottom lip, just to see what he would do.
Instead I kept looking further down his very large body, and barely withheld a sigh. He was a very good-looking man. His suit was navy blue and he had a boring white shirt and red tie on. It fit him well though, like it was painted on. Once I was done with my inspection I shrugged as he smiled at me.
"Your suit is pretty boring, but it's —" I cleared my throat "— a pretty good fit. Although I have a feeling you could wear a trash bag and you'd still look hot." I went out on a limb on that one, assuming — given the type of event — we were all family here.
Besides, he started it.
Another deep laugh burst out of him, his eyes crinkling as he shook his head. Like he couldn't believe I'd just said that. He looked like he was about to say something else when Ayako barreled in between us.
"Oh my god! I saw bottles of Moët, this is fancay." After she gave me a kiss on the cheek she leaned back to get a good look at me. "Damn, you got your 'Come Fuck Me' suit on, niiiiice." She stretched out the last word as she leered at me, totally unaware she had interrupted something. Meanwhile Tall, Dark and Swole behind her was turning purple from trying not to laugh.
Ayako was wearing a short magenta cocktail dress which looked amazing on her and she kept shaking her shoulders at me, clearly fishing for a compliment. I rolled my eyes at her and complied. "You look stunning, friend."
She preened at that. "You're fucking right I do."
"You're so modest." I said, as she laughed and kept blocking my view of Hot Guy in the Boring Suit.
Ayako and I went way back, were extra tight because we both had Jamaican dads, and our moms were also immigrants — hers Japanese while mine was Cuban. We met in grad school and bonded over our sick love for Golden Krust and hip hop classes. After school we'd both ended up working at the same agencies. She was a fucking riot and I loved her, but right now she was totally cock-blocking me.
I tilted my head to let her know where I wanted to be focusing. "Hey, hon, I was just about to ask the gentleman behind you for his name. Before you parked your luscious ass on the stool between us that is." She turned around and immediately did a double take.
She and I had done this particular routine too many times for her to miss a beat. As if on cue she spoke up, "Oh pardon me, kind sir." She extended her hand, those perfect teeth flashing. "I'm Ayako, and the lovely man you were just conversing with is my friend Milo." She pronounced it in Spanish, Mee-loh, like I preferred, as she waved a hand in my direction.
The guy looked at us like he was starting to suspect he was being punked, but he played along and extended his hand first to Ayako and then to me.
"I'm Thomas, nice to meet you both." He winked as we shook hands, then turned to Ayako. "Would you like a glass of champagne, miss?"
"Yes please! And its Ayako," she said, waving her hand at him. "It's an open bar. We'll be on a first name basis soon enough."
He chuckled at her and nodded. "Fair enough. Give me a minute." Then he looked at my empty flute and raised an eyebrow. I lifted my glass to let him know a refill would be much appreciated.
While he turned to get our drinks, Ayako tried to engage in a silent conversation with her eyeballs that I had no hope of understanding, even as sober as I was. So I just shook my head to indicate she needed to play it cool.
"Here you go." He passed around flutes and lifted his own glass. "To kind strangers."
We all lifted our glasses in a toast, and drank in silence. After a moment my mind started to wander. How was a man this hot and seemingly socially competent here by himself? He had to be waiting for someone to join him and just be killing time with me. Just as I was about to inquire, I heard a woman's voice call out.
"Tom! There you are. Please tell me there are mocktails, because I'm thirsty."
The three of us turned in the direction of the voice, and I saw a very beautiful and very pregnant woman dressed in a stunning purple silk gown walking towards us, holding hands with an equally dashing man. I noticed the matching weddings bands they were wearing, and immediately felt annoyed at the butterflies fluttering in my stomach when I realized she probably wasn't carrying Thomas-who-I'd-only-met-five-minutes-ago's baby.
The man in question waved over the new arrivals. "Hey, guys! Thanks for saving me from sitting through dinner with boring rich people."
The woman came up to us and kissed him on the cheek, while the guy gave him the bro half hug/back slap combo. Thomas looked over at us and spoke to his friends. "Guys, these are my new friends, Ayako and Milo." He waved his hands in the direction of the new arrivals while looking at us. "This is my best friend Sanjay and his much better half, Priya."
We did the appropriate introductions and then proceeded to help Priya figure out what non-alcoholic drink she could have that, in her words, "wouldn't make her want to stab us in the neck for drinking champagne while she drank soda."
Ayako and I loved her immediately and I was about to ask her where she was sitting to see if our tables were close by when the MC announced that people should start heading to their tables. Thomas gave me a long look, as if he was struggling with whether or not to say whatever was on his mind.
I was disappointed when after a few seconds he just raised his hand.
"Have a good dinner, Milo." He said my name perfectly. Most people struggled with the Spanish pronunciation. I wondered where he'd learned it, but I never got to ask because after I nodded and waved back, Tom just walked away.
Ayako, who knew me a little too well and could probably tell I was disappointed, gave him some side-eye and mouthed "his loss." I finished up my drink and looked around to spot where Thomas and his friends were sitting. I almost choked when I saw them take their seats at a table right next to the stage. The tables I knew for a fact went for ten grand a plate. I heard a whistle from my side as I tried to pick my jaw off the floor.
I turned around to find Ayako looking very impressed by Tom's status at the very top of the gala food chain. "Damn he was pretty low-key for a dude dropping thirty grand on Friday night dinner. He's just like you like 'em too. Huge and looks like he could fuck your lights out."
"We don't even know he's gay," I offered, prompting an eye roll from Ayako.
"I'm going to point out the facts," she said, holding up two perfectly manicured pointy bright pink nails. "We're at an LGBT benefit and the guy dropped ten grand a piece for three tickets. If that's not commitment to the cause I don't know what is. So there's at least a slim chance the dude's into dick. He was certainly eyeing your privates with interest." She gave my crotch area a pointed look, like there was some kind of indicator down there I was too dumb to notice.
I sighed and gestured to the other side of the room. "Fine, you may be on to something. Let's go find our seats, way back there." Ayako sipped the last of her champagne and signaled for another as I made my way to our table.
Just as I was sitting down I opened my Instagram app and saw a new post from my ex, which only worsened my sinking mood. It looked like the adoption he and his partner were working on finally went through. I scrolled through his recent posts and saw photo after photo of the tired but elated couple, looking adoringly at the bundled infant in their arms.
I didn't even know why seeing the photos made me feel like someone was squeezing my insides. Paul wasn't a guy I wanted to co-parent a kid with. At least not based on how he behaved while we were dating. It wasn't even about the baby though, it was about how fast he'd found someone who he wanted to make that kind of commitment with. Yet when we were together he could barely agree to keep a toothbrush at my place.
When would I find someone who saw me as their forever person? Who looked at me and saw exactly who they wanted? Not just a warm body to pass the time with until their soul mate came along.
And that was my other problem, despite all the firsthand knowledge I had of just how fucked up relationships could be, I was still holding out for some kind of fairytale. I always jumped in too fast, gave too much, put all of myself out there, and every time ended up getting my heart crushed. Why were these photos even bringing all of this up? I didn't have any feelings for Paul and we'd been barely speaking when we broke things off over two years ago.
Why do I care?
"Oh no you don't," Ayako whispered as she swiftly took my phone from my hand and put it in her clutch.
"Ayako, please give me my phone back."
"Why, so you can mope over that asshole and his stupid baby? Camilo, don't you remember how much of a jerk he was to you?" She sighed squeezing my hand. "Babe, Paul was not baby-daddy material. If you're going to feel sorry for someone, feel sorry for the poor bastard who's now stuck co-parenting with him for the next twenty years. He already looks like he wants out and that kid is only like three days old."
I chuckled at her attempt to make me feel better, but still felt annoyed with myself. Paul and I had been over and done with a million years ago. Why was I letting this ruin my night? A night at an amazing event for a cause I was passionate about, where I could drink as much as I wanted.
What the fuck is wrong with me?
I took a deep breath and tried to shake off my funk then turned around to give Ayako my best smile.
"You're one-hundred-percent right. Fuck Paul and his perfect baby. I have unlimited champagne at my disposal tonight, and two days to recover before work on Monday. So Imma put that open bar to good use."
"Attaboy!" she said enthusiastically then held up her hand. "I solemnly swear to monitor your alcohol intake and phone use if you want to take your drinking to the next level. You held it down this summer when we went to that beach party in the Hamptons, and I owe you."
I saluted her, remembering the very wild night in question. "Anytime, babe. Let me finish this one and I'll go get myself another." I sipped from my glass, looking around the room. It really was beautifully decorated, with gorgeous centerpieces laden with lilies and roses in fall colors.
Each place setting had a menu printed on bloodred card stock and gold font. On one side we could read the courses we'd be enjoying during dinner, and on the other the story of one of the young people who benefited from the center's services. It was a smart and touching way to get people to pull out those checkbooks again before the end of the night.
After a few minutes the servers started coming around with bowls of delicious butternut squash and apple soup and to pour more champagne for us, and we got busy eating and moaning over how good everything was. Gorgeous courses kept coming as Ayako and I chatted with the other people at our table. Before long, dinner was over and the lights in the room were dimmed to begin the more formal part of the evening.
Between the couple of glasses of bubbly I'd had and the delicious meal, I was feeling pretty relaxed. As the speeches started to get on their way, I stood up and touched Ayako's shoulder to get her attention.
"Hey, do you want to go with me to the bar for one last glass of bubbly?" She looked up at me smiling and pointed at her half-full glass. "No thanks, hon. I'll wait for you here." She turned around and went back to the conversation with a woman sitting next to her.
When I got to the bar I found it empty again, so I got the bartender's attention immediately. He poured me another glass of Moët without asking and pushed it toward me across the bar with a flirty smile. I thanked him but could not muster up the energy to flirt back. I stood by the bar sipping slowly and listening to the person speaking from the stage.
"Still enjoying the open bar, I see."
His voice was coming from behind me this time, and I felt a flutter in my belly. Suddenly my lack of enthusiasm was replaced by a burst of energy. I smiled to myself before turning around.
"Yes I am. How is your evening going so far?"
I gazed up at him and saw him lift a shoulder, as he asked the bartender for a Zacapa on the rocks. "It's another gala. This organization's mission is particularly important to me, so I try to push through. Once you've gone to enough of these, they all sort of blend together." He took a sip of the amber liquid in his glass, his eyes fixed on me. "Nothing terribly memorable ever happens at these things."(Continues…)
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Another great read from Adriana Herrera. I just love the tight group of NYC friends Herrera has created.. Milo is devoted to his job helping abuse victims get back on their feet. He's also devoted to his mother, who is coping with depression. Thomas lives the life of luxury, but he's had his own battles. His way of treating his dating partners doesn't mesh well with Milo's independent nature. Milo is proud, too proud at times, and Thomas is used to getting his way. I liked the contrast between the two characters. There's a hell of a lot of passion between the two, and not always the good kind. They are both strong-willed, stubborn even, and I liked how Herrera crafted their personalities and they way they reacted to each other. Some of the drama was a little far-fetched for me, but I did enjoy the chemistry between Milo and Thomas and how they eventually work out their differences and misunderstanding. I also enjoyed the theme of family--biological and found. And all the culture! I'm drawn to stories that feature POCs and different cultures, and American Fairytale hit those marks for me. I'm looking forward to the next installment of Dreamers series.
Audio review: Story – 5 Performance – 5 Overall – 5 Fantastic, so romantic! Wonderful narration. American Fairytale is the second book in Adriana Herrera's Dreamers series but you don't need to read the first one to enjoy it. I'm a bit late posting this review and here's why: While I got an Advance copy of the book from NetGalley for review purposes I decided that I really wanted to listen to this one instead of read it. Because I like to listen to audiobooks with as little interruption as possible it took me a while to make time for this one. When I read American Dreamer, book one in this series, I was a little frustrated because I didn't know how to pronounce all of the various ethnic names in the book. This is MY problem, not the author's; I just always want to know the proper way to pronounce things even if I can't say them correctly myself. So, this time I wanted to listen to the book so that I could better embrace the story. I knew that Sean Crisden would do a great job because I've listened to several books that he has narrated. And I was right, I loved listening to this so much! I now feel like I would be able to read the next book in this wonderful series and hear the voice in my head (you know, that one you "hear" while reading) read the unfamiliar names better than when I read book one. American Fairytale is appropriately named. Camilo (Milo – pronounced Meelo) hooks up with Tom at a charity event he was given tickets to and they have a hot encounter in the bathroom. Their next meeting is when his boss introduces Tom as the wealthy benefactor on a big project that Milo is responsible for. Sounds like a great beginning to a Cinderella story, right? And it was. The story really hit me hard in all the right ways and had my emotions all over the place. I'm a sucker for a good billionaire romance. When you add in that Milo is way too proud to take help from Tom when he wants to give it freely, it's the perfect set-up for Tom to do something stupid (and he did). My emotions were totally engaged and tears ran down my face in places. The voices that Sean Crisden does for this book are really wonderful. He captures the emotions of both characters so well that I was just captivated. I can never seem to keep my reviews short and concise and this one is no exception. My final word is that this is a fantastic story and I really can't wait for the next one in the series to come out. A review copy of the ebook was provided by the publisher via NetGalley but this did not influence my opinion or rating of the book. ***Reviewed for Xtreme-Delusions dot com*** (posting on 6/10/19)
I was more conflicted about this book than I think I've ever been about a book before. Up until about 85%, it was a solid 5 star read, but the resolution of the major conflict dragged it down to a 3.5 The good: I haven't read the first book in the series (this author is new to me), but I absolutely LOVED the writing style and the way culture and language were worked into the story so seamlessly. There were a lot of terms and ideas specific to the cultures of the characters I wasn't familiar with but rather than feeling confused, the inclusion made the whole story and the characters really come to life. The conflict between their socio-economic backgrounds made for an interesting dynamic that I enjoyed but it was also what led to my disappointment in the overall story. The conflicted: I really liked both Milo and Tom as people, but Milo's "never accept help from anyone even if it means pushing them away, but I'm going to harp on my mother about not accepting help" attitude really put me off. While his attitude is understandable, especially given his family's history with an abusive man, it was really abrasive. Yes, Tom screws up sometimes by thinking money can solve everything, but Tom being vilified by Milo and everyone in their lives for helping was over the top. Give that Milo REFUSED to even talk about the problems, I don't blame Tom for doing what he did to try to fix things. Yes, money isn't always the answer, but sometimes money can be a tool to help. Yes, power inequality exists due to wealth, but money is not the enemy and making it so black and white was really irritating. Tom has both money and time. Using his money to help is a crime but using his time (which only exists BECAUSE HE HAS MONEY) is okay? That's a seriously unhealthy relationship to money. Tom needing to grovel and take the entire blame for the big falling-out really sat wrong with me. Yes, he messed up by going behind Milo's back, but where was Milo's admitting that he contributed to it? I would have loved to see a conversation where Milo acknowledges that just as much as it hurts him for his mom to not accept his help with her depression, his refusal to allow Tom to help even a little bit hurt Tom. If Milo had bent even a little, maybe Tom wouldn't have felt pressured to swoop in and fix things behind his back. Even toward the end, Milo's "rolling with it" when Tom spends money came across as very immature, like Tom spending his own money was wrong but was something Milo was grudgingly allowing. The story was missing the exploration of Milo's very messed-up relationship with money and wealth that it needed for the ending to be satisfying.
3.95 > more angsty nuance than fairytale romance POV ~> Dual first-person The cover shows a single male wearing a long-sleeve t-shirt with a fiery sunset sky in the background. Nothing truly noteworthy. The white font is almost lost against the shirt. The only reason it caught my attention was that I was browsing upcoming releases by Carina Press and read the synopsis. This story is more angsty nuance than fairytale romance, in my opinion. Throughout the book, the bilingual dialogue is repeated in English (which is beneficial to those that do not know enough Spanish but feels somewhat redundant after a while). Camilo and Tom met at a charity gala, where Camilo dragged Tom into a Powder Room for a quickie. Then, Camilo’s agency is selected to receive a HUGE donation… courtesy of Tom, though Tom does not know that Camilo is the point of contact for the agency he’s donating to. They can’t keep away from one another regardless of how they try or what they tell themselves. It doesn’t help that their friends are encouraging this relationship. Both men have some hangups and issues. A preschooler from a previous marriage and parents are included in the cast of secondary characters. Libe cracked me up and I think she was my favorite… sadly, I think I enjoyed her rant post-Lemur best. I really wanted to love this story but it just felt heavy and seemed to drag on forever. The writing was clean and the plot moved well, but the content and interactions were just too much angsty drama for me to truly enjoy. Predictability was low. The conclusion was satisfying, living up to the Carina Press Romance Promise of an HEA/HFN ending. . Rating: [R] ~ Score: 3.95 ~ Stars: 4 ========================== ⭐ ⭐ **** Disclosure of Material: I received a copy of this book from @Netgalley and the Author/Publisher with the hope that I would voluntarily leave unbiased and unsolicited feedback. I was not asked, encouraged, or required to leave a review - nor was I compensated in any way. I am posting this in accordance with the Federal Trade Commission's 16 CFR, Part 255: "Guides Concerning the Use of Endorsements and Testimonials in Advertising". ***** ⭐ ⭐
This was a great contemporary romance. The characters felt authentic in their interactions and how they dealt with their differences. Tom and Milo were engaging and while Milo's stubbornness did get a bit trying at times I did enjoy their journey to their happy ending.
when milo and tom first meet in american fairytale, it's this instant connection and crazy hot hook up. and then it's complicated. milo is a social worker dedicated to helping women out of abusive situations, who works hard to help his mom and does the best he can with what he has and tom is the man with the purse strings, who has the means of solving all the problems with merely opening his wallet. this difference between them is the heart of their conflict. milo and tom have more than enough love and chemistry and commitment between them. but milo is proud and he doesn't want tom for the money. the last thing he wants is tom's money. and tom, he's a fixer and he doesn't always grasp that sometimes even though he has the means to solve a problem, he needs to take a step back and let milo fix them on his own. milo doesn't want a white knight swooping in to save the day. he wants a partner. and tom wants to be that partner. but he also can't stand being forced to sit on his hands when he can make everything better. why wouldn't that be the right thing to do? it's a testament to the author that she makes this conflict work on both sides. milo and tom aren't wrong, their difference in life outlook and philosophy is clear and neither position is invalid. and the only way things will work is if they compromise, and it's hard work to compromise. they have to want it, they have to mean it. and they have to prove it. i so enjoyed milo and tom's journey, i continue to adore the latinx/caribbean representation in these books. **american fairytale will publish on may 20, 2019. i received an advance reader copy courtesy of netgalley/carina press in exchange for my honest review.
American Fairytale by Adriana Herrera Dreamers #2 Great meet-cute when Tom and Camilo meet at the fundraiser...I knew they would end up together since the blurb f or the book SAYS they will so what could have been a hot one time thing did end up more...still...great meet-cute. From there the romance progressed slowly through work involvement, hit a few bumps in the road and eventually overcame the main issue to achieve a HEA for the couple. The book dealt with LGBTQIA issues, workplace ethics and romance, money in relationships, family, depression, intercultural issues and more. What I liked: * The honesty, caring and sharing of Tom and Camilo in the relationship they were building * Tom – great book boyfriend * That both men felt they could be themselves when together * supportive friends of both Tom and Camilo * Libe – Tom’s daughter * The backstories of the parents of Tom and Camilo * Work ethics of both men * multicultural aspects of relationships * more What I didn’t like: * Camilo’s need for control over issues I sometimes felt he should have loosened up a bit overcame * Feeling that there must have been more backstory to the secondary characters supporting of both Tom and Camilo that we were not privy to...and why had those friends not made Tom and Camilo aware of character issues they could have worked on before this book came along * Not always knowing what the foreign phrases meant and some of the slang that I have not heard before Did I like this book? Yes Would I read more in this series? Yes Thank you to NetGalley and Harlequin-Carina for the ARC – This is my honest review. 4 Stars
I LOVE THIS STORY! This story starts out with a dirty talking one-time event and then morphs into a sweet love story. This couple is just adorable without being too cute. I loved that the characters were older and knew what they wanted. I loved Camilo Santiago Briggs and respected the way he stood up for himself. I really liked that Thomas Hughes was aware of the advantages white privilege gave him even though he felt like he was passing. This story covers a lot of ground but the heart of it is the love story between Tom & Milo. Highly recommend.
Excellent read! This is the second book in the Dreamers series but it is easily read as a standalone. It's a great M/M contemporary romance. It's set in NYC but the characters are proud of their ethnicity and it plays a huge role in who they are. Camilo (Milo) and Thomas are an intriguing pair. Milo comes from a single parent middle class home and works as a social worker. Tom is a billionaire with all the high society trappings around him. Their attraction is intense but when it turns out Tom is the new benefactor for one of Milo's projects they need to put their attraction aside. Can they accomplish that? Read their story and find out. I highly recommend it.