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Romance Languages by A.J. Truman
5.0

Romance Languages is the third book in A.J. Truman's South Rock High series. It's a MM friends to lovers romance that can be read as a complete standalone. This book is told from a dual first person point of view and has a guaranteed happily ever after. You can expect a virgin main character, more nerd/jock dynamics, swoon, steam, and no cheating.

Synopsis: French language teacher Julian is going to be 35 in a month, and he's embarrassed to admit that he's still a virgin. After a night of drinking with his friend and fellow teacher/baseball coach Seamus, his straight friend offers to help him check some items off his "list." Fooling around with Seamus isn't helping Julian's enormous crush on him, and he doesn't understand what someone like Seamus finds attractive with him. Could he find everything he's looking for with Seamus, or is he going to lose a good friend in the process?
Had he just compared his lovemaking skills to a fireworks extravaganza? A Disney fireworks extravaganza that spared no expense? The confidence on this man…

I had a great time reading Julian and Seamus's story. The author did a great job with Julian's plus-sized representation, and I think it'll resonate with a lot of readers. His internal narration was so sad at times, but I loved hearing what Seamus thought of him. Seamus was a great character too, and although he was frustrating when he got stuck in that whole cycle of "not being good enough for a relationship," he was so great for Julian. I love how he was so open with his past and doing the work to make sure he didn't repeat the mistakes he made when he was younger. As per usual, the found family vibes in this book and the humour was so much fun. And as a bonus, Julian's grandmother was an absolute firecracker of a character!

Again, if you're looking for a series that's fun and low angst, you won't want to miss South Rock High!
I was emboldened with confidence as I gazed at each student. Not because I’d lost my virginity. Not because I had a boyfriend. But because finally, for the first time in thirty-five years, I had fallen in love with myself, and there was no better relationship in the world.