Title: Stealing Blue
Series: Blue #4
Author: D.P. Denman
Genre: M/M Romance
Release Date: 30 March 2017
When a hot new rock star shows up in Vancouver, Blue Atkins’ career turns out to be more explosive than anyone imagined. His first shot at producing traps him between the kid determined to have him and the boyfriend determined to blame him.
The young singer’s desperate antics crank up Brady’s jealousy and drive Blue out of both their lives into new opportunities and the arms of another man. With the battle for Blue’s affection on, Brady must find a way to bring him home or lose him to a sparkling new life in Los Angeles.
This is the fourth instalment of the Blue series and cannot
be read as a standalone.
Blue and Brady have been through such a lot in the last six
years that it was hard to believe there were more curveballs to be thrown at
them. But this book took them to their utmost limit and personally it wasn’t a
ride I wasn’t happy to be on.
Blue is now coming to the pinnacle of his producing career
and is given the chance to help a debut artist with his first album. This was
also a test for Blue so to have the not so mature eighteen year old making the
moves on him was not only a threat to his new step in the spotlight but also to
his personal life too.
Brady has always been the stronger of the pair and the one
to steer them in the right direction. However when a threat to his relationship
with Blue brings forth old insecurities, it releases some strange and alien
behaviours that Blue has never witnessed from Brady before. Feeling like he is
fighting a losing battle, he decides to put some space between them but will
this space be the breather they both need or will it be the start of the end
for them?
First off this is one of my utmost favourite series of all
time. However I struggled with this book for many reasons. For the first half
of the book I was ranting and raving at Brady and then for the second half it
was Blue that had me wanting to throw my kindle at the wall. I didn’t like the
love triangle or the way that Blue handled that. Yes I could understand that
Brady had been the only relationship he had ever had and his need to test how
he could be with another but it just made me so unhappy. I felt like he was
betraying Brady and why did he not understand why Brady had been such a dick?
In turn he was more of a dick in my opinion.
I don’t want to throw this book under the bus because it was
still a need to read for fans of the series but the triangle bit went on a bit
too long then there was no explanation to the third party when it came to the
end of that. Then the HEA I was hoping and praying for seemed to happen in a
flash with no deep and soul searching talking between Blue and Brady. It felt
like it was rushed and it didn’t leave me with the feels like the previous
books had. It felt like the connection was lost.
This was a very angsty and heart wrenching read that had me
in tears for all the wrong reason and didn’t give me enough at the end to make
me cry for all the right reasons. I just hope this is not the last book in the
series as I need to see Blue and Brady back in their happy. 3.5 stars.
Brady Halverson sat in a dark leather chair in the living room with a glass of wine, listening to the chatter that had continued all through dinner. Blue was right. C.K. could keep a conversation going without any help.
Their dinner guest was a stereotypical teenager, energetic, excitable, and overconfident in places. He assumed they were seeing C.K.'s polite side. A kid raised with the kind of money and power that accompanied Freeman’s reputation had to be used to getting his way, and no doubt used to people kissing his ass. Brady wondered how many of Blue's friends would join the queue before the album was finished.
Brady had noticed something else during the last couple of hours. C.K. was a flirt and his obvious target that night was Blue.
C.K. sat on the couch, closer to Blue than he needed to be, laughing at everything Blue said. He'd been playing that game all night. Using amusement as an excuse to touch Blue. Shoulder bumps. Playful shoves. Affectionate pats in random places.
Brady watched C.K. chuckle at a comment, giving Blue a gentle shove complete with a shy look from under his lashes. That was sixteen in the past hour. Had Blue and C.K. been alone the kid would have made a move already. That knowledge lit a cinder in Brady’s chest. He cooled it with a drink of wine.
Brady wasn't fond of flirts. He was less fond of the kind who hit on his man. The only thing keeping him from pulling C.K. off the couch and shoving him into the vacant chair on the other side of the coffee table was his reluctance to look like the jealous, over protective type he was. So he sat and smiled and pretended not to see C.K.'s fingers rested on Blue's shoulder.
Seventeen.
Blue didn't seem to care, and Brady was struggling not to see it as proof Blue liked the attention. He couldn't afford to start being paranoid that early. Blue and C.K. would spend the next several days locked in the upstairs studio, working alone together. Unless Brady cleared his schedule to sit up there with them, he would have to trust Blue to ignore C.K.'s advances. That or lose his mind and make a scene he wasn't sure Blue would forgive.
That album was a big deal. It would either launch Blue's new career as a producer or kill it. He didn't want to be the reason the project failed.
Brady sat and pretended not to notice the kid encroaching on his territory, all but climbing in Blue's lap.
Eighteen.
Nineteen.
Twenty.
Award winning author DP Denman writes character-driven contemporary romance about gay men. Her stories are real and intense, but resolve in endings that make people want to read the book all over again. She lives among the moss and trees of the Pacific Northwest with a rambunctious pair of fur babies.
In her spare time, she is a dedicated LGBTQIA rights activist with a special focus on the thousands of rejected and abandoned kids who end up on the street every year. To support the cause, 25% of the royalties from every book go to LGBT charities.
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