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His Cocky Cellist
by Cole McCade
It is no secret that I love and devour Cole McCade’s writing whenever I get the chance. I just love the way he weaves his stories together, how his characters are real human beings with flaws and weaknesses and incredible strength and empathy.
I was slightly apprehensive about HCC, simply because my track record with billionaire romance has been going sour for a while. You know, I’m more at the point where I want to eat the rich, not root for their HEA. I shouldn’t have worried though. Yes, Vic is rich and not ashamed of it. But damn, gets he called to the carpet and in a way that made me go “YES” several times, from the deepest corner of my heart. Amani does it in a way that made me melt to the floor. He is honest and to-the-point without being cruel, empathetic and direct, graceful and gentle and vulnerable all at the same time. He is himself, nothing more and nothing less, and Vic either takes it or leaves it. Of course not all of it is that easy and Amani isn’t untouchable and can’t get hurt by things Vic does and says. It just takes time to unravel all of the layers beneath the surface.
I adored this part of the story because I don’t think I could have enjoyed it were it any other way. It worked perfectly for me the way it was. (And I think it was especially well done because we don't have anyone jumping in to defend the poor white man from a direct confrontation with his privilege in an attempt to “redeem” him in the eyes of Amani. There’s nothing to redeem, but a lot to reflect and sit with and I so appreciated how it was done here.)
The romance was the icing on top of the delicious cake. I *loved* their journey together, the slow earning of trust and mutual respect, the deep connection they form, and the intimacies they share in and outside of the bedroom. I absolutely adored and loved it, I could not put it down until I finished with an aching heart and a smile on my face. So much love. So, so much.
I was slightly apprehensive about HCC, simply because my track record with billionaire romance has been going sour for a while. You know, I’m more at the point where I want to eat the rich, not root for their HEA. I shouldn’t have worried though. Yes, Vic is rich and not ashamed of it. But damn, gets he called to the carpet and in a way that made me go “YES” several times, from the deepest corner of my heart. Amani does it in a way that made me melt to the floor. He is honest and to-the-point without being cruel, empathetic and direct, graceful and gentle and vulnerable all at the same time. He is himself, nothing more and nothing less, and Vic either takes it or leaves it. Of course not all of it is that easy and Amani isn’t untouchable and can’t get hurt by things Vic does and says. It just takes time to unravel all of the layers beneath the surface.
I adored this part of the story because I don’t think I could have enjoyed it were it any other way. It worked perfectly for me the way it was. (And I think it was especially well done because we don't have anyone jumping in to defend the poor white man from a direct confrontation with his privilege in an attempt to “redeem” him in the eyes of Amani. There’s nothing to redeem, but a lot to reflect and sit with and I so appreciated how it was done here.)
The romance was the icing on top of the delicious cake. I *loved* their journey together, the slow earning of trust and mutual respect, the deep connection they form, and the intimacies they share in and outside of the bedroom. I absolutely adored and loved it, I could not put it down until I finished with an aching heart and a smile on my face. So much love. So, so much.