Tuesday, September 3, 2013
Review: A Little Too Far by Lisa Desrochers
Lexie Banks has.
Yep. She just had mind-blowing sex with her stepbrother. In her defense, she was on the rebound, and it’s more of a my-dad-happened-to-marry-a-woman-with-a-super-hot-son situation. But still, he’s been her best friend and confidant for the better part of the last few years … and is so off limits. It’s a good thing she’s leaving in two days for a year abroad in Rome.
But even thousands of miles away, Lexie can’t seem to escape trouble. Raised Catholic, she goes to confession in hopes of alleviating some of her guilt … and maybe not burning in hell. Instead, she stumbles out of the confessional and right into Alessandro Moretti, a young and very easy-on-the-eyes deacon … only eight months away from becoming a priest. Lexie and Alessandro grow closer, and when Alessandro’s signals start changing despite his vow of celibacy, she doesn’t know what to think. She’s torn between falling in love with the man she shouldn’t want and the man she can’t have. And she isn’t sure how she can live with herself either way.
I was really quite excited to read this book, so color me emotionally confused when I have to say that I felt extremely awkward for 90% of it. Let me better explain this awkwardness. Remember middle school? When you were so horrendously awkward around friends or social situations that you wanted to peel off your own skin and hide in it? Yeah. Now picture a party where everyone is sitting down, glaring at each other and not having fun because there is just SO MUCH TENSION that it might as well ignite the air and explode the room. Now drop yourself in it. That was how I felt, reading this book.
Even if you didn’t read the summary above, here’s the basics: she sleeps with her step-brother and then becomes interested in an almost-priest. Okay, so the step-brother thing wasn’t squicky to me -- remember, I’m the girl who loved Forbidden with all her little heart. In fact, I was Team Trent, I guess. Oddly enough, the priest thing was a bit more salacious to me even though I am not what anyone would call religious in the slightest. There were even certain points while reading that I was texting a friend, quoting Bartok from Anastasia saying “this can only end in tears!”. I was even betting with myself that a certain character was going to die because, really, that could be his only ending. What I’m saying here is that I kinda forgot this was supposed to be a New Adult romance because of the ‘holy crap, shove a piece of coal in this book and you’ll have a diamond pop out’ tension.
Here’s the twistiest thing I didn’t expect with this: as much as I was waffling over whether or not I even liked it for a good 100 or so pages, it actually ended resolutely and I actually liked it. Despite my mid-read text complaints to my friend. So for those of you people going, ‘eh, New Adult’. I’d give this book a try. Because it doesn’t really feel like a romance. Don’t get me wrong, there were some serious sexy times that I totally shouldn’t have been reading while sitting on a subway, but it really wasn’t the ‘focus’ of the book like a lot of New Adult books do. It’s good for the “New Adult” category and it’s good for the “romance” part because it made it less romance-y and more book-y. Does that make sense?
As much as I don’t want to admit it . . . I’m rather intrigued for the sequel (I didn’t even know there was going to be one at first) and I will brave another 200-odd pages of tense and awkward middle school feelings to know what happens next.
Similar recommendations: The Secret of Ella and Micha by Jessica Sorensen and If You Stay by Courtney Cole.
-Reviewed by Jennifer