Freshman: Uncut (Ivory Towers #1) by Daisy Harris (3 Stars)

A grad student, Shane, hooks up with a freshman, Angel. Although both guys seem to have good hearts, Angel has serious issues with communicating anything. He pretty much comes across as a jerk which made it really hard to like him. The majority of the story is focused on their sexual experiences before they even get to know each other. I just found it very frustrating to watch this non-relationship in action. There is a teaser at the end of this HFN book which made it clear that Angel’s issue doesn’t get any better.

I didn’t realize this was part 1 of a serial book. I didn’t care for the characters, so I won’t be reading the rest of the series. The writing was fine, and I would read other books by this author, but not this series.

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Blurb

Sparks fly between jaded film TA, Shane, and tough-acting freshman, Angel. Shane gives Angel the sex he craves, but struggles to be the man he needs.

Shane’s too old for Angel. Even if Angel weren’t a freshman in Shane’s Intro to Film class, the kid would be too closeted, too confused, too darn changeable and needy. But when Shane sees the pain lurking behind Angel’s tough exterior, he can’t help but reach out to him and give in to the desire in those scared, brown eyes.

Pacific Rim University may as well be another planet from the Oakland neighbourhood where Angel grew up. Angel’s fought all his life to get respect, and to stay hard in the eyes of his friends back home. Always the weird kid, Angel was the guy who never hooked up with girls. Meeting his very sexy, very male Film TA, Angel starts to understand why. He refuses to admit he’s gay, but he lives for every one of Shane’s smiles.

When Shane takes Angel to task for his insolent attitude, Angel can’t resist pushing his TA further. He wants Shane to show him, force him, make him accept all the feelings battling around in his mind and his body. But Angel doesn’t just need sex. He needs a man who can help him navigate the new and very raw landscape of his feelings.

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