Genres: Adult, Contemporary, Romance
Publication date: February 1, 2018
Format: eARC, 274 pages
How I got it: From the author
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Buy it: Amazon
Beau Fortier starred in most of my cringe-worthy teenage fantasies.
I met him when I was a junior in high school, a time that revolved exclusively around bad hair, failed forays into flirting, and scientific inquiries into which brand of toilet paper worked best for stuffing bras.
That is, until Beau moved into the small guest house just beyond my bedroom window.
A 24-year-old law student at Tulane, Beau was as mysterious to me as second base (both in baseball and in the bedroom). He was older. Intimidating. Hot. Boys my age had chicken legs and chubby cheeks. Beau had calloused hands and a jaw cut from steel. Our interactions were scarce—mostly involving slight stalking on my end—and yet deep down, I desperately hoped he saw me as more of a potential lover than a lovesick loser.
Turns out, I was fooling myself. My fragile ego learned that lesson the hard way.
Now, ten years later, we’re both back in New Orleans, and guess who suddenly can’t take his eyes off little ol’ me.
My old friend, Mr. Fortier.
But things have changed. I’m older now—poised and confident. My ego wears a bulletproof vest. The butterflies that once filled my stomach have all perished.
When I was a teenager, Beau warned me to guard my heart.
Let’s hope he knows how to guard his.
I received a complimentary copy of this book for review consideration.
This does not affect my opinion of the book or the content of my review.
Y’all… this boooooooook. *heart eyes emoji* I loved it so freaking hard. In fact, it just might be my new favorite R.S. Grey book and THAT is saying something because it had some steep competition with books like Scoring Wilder, With This Heart and others.
The Beau & the Belle grabbed me from the very start. I totally fell in love with both Lauren and Beau and I was shipping them harder than I should’ve given their age difference at the time. They just clicked so well and seemed utterly perfect for each other. The way they were separated tore at my heart and I definitely shed a couple tears, even though I knew it wasn’t permanent. My feels didn’t care. It stung.
Now, fast forward a few years until they’re reunited in New Orleans and the fun really starts. Lauren was amazingly sassy, smart and awkward as can be. She also had a bone to pick with Beau over the last time they were face-to-face. Beau was utterly enthralled with Lauren, now that she’s all grown up. I found myself obsessed with everything about their story. I’m pretty sure I cheesy-grinned my way through 98% of this book. The Beau & the Belle was THAT kind of read and I loved everything about it.
R.S. Grey’s rom coms will always be some of my favorite books. They’re just a joy to read. I read The Beau & the Belle in literally one sitting. I turned off the notifications on my phone and told the world to leave me alone, I had a book to read. And I didn’t just read it, I devoured it. I love New Orleans as a setting for a book series — and in general, to be honest — and I loved how Rachel made the city basically another character in the book. It all made me want to hop on a flight to New Orleans and relive the city I fell in love with a decade ago.
With all its swoons, laughs, sexy times and feels, The Beau & the Belle is easily one of my favorite books of 2018 so far. I fully expect it to remain on the list for the duration of the year. I also figure I’ll reread it at least twice before the year is over. So much love for this book.
Rose spent her early 20s figuring out her likes and dislikes in the bedroom. I spent my early 20s figuring out if I prefer deep dish or stuffed-crust.
You told me once to guard my heart. Well you’ll be happy to know, Beau, that shit’s under lock and key. Now let’s hope you know how to guard yours.
“You’ve imagined this?”
“A million times. Every way you could possibly kiss me. Every dirty word you could ever say. Imagination was all you left me with. It’s no use, though. With such high expectations, I doubt reality would ever stand a chance.”
My palms are sweating. My knees are weak. My arms are heavy. Eminem’s the only one who understands me right now.
What’s YOUR favorite R.S. Grey book?