After the horrific death of her parents, Faye Donovan has no one else she can count on…or so she thought. Suddenly, she’s being sent to live with the Kennedy’s. No, not those Kennedy’s, but these people are just as filthy rich as any of them. And, according to her parent’s will, she must live with an insanely rich uncle she never knew about. Whoa, talk about intimidating.
Right away the reader feels for young Faye as she battles the devastating loss of losing her parents and being shipped off to live with a stranger in another part of the world. The thing is that she doesn’t know how to deal, so she drowns her sorrows, hoping to numb the pain. But that all seemed to change when she meets Kyler, one of the cousins, whom she finds a sizzling attraction for. No, it wasn’t love at first sight because Kyler starts off as a total douche bag that opposed this whole living situation. Keep out of my way and I’ll keep out of yours. What a warm welcome. Of course, once she enters the mansion, she sees that it’s nothing but a beacon to male hotness and obnoxious testosterone. It’s a rich boy’s club!
Needless to say, Faye has a tough time adjusting, especially living in the rich boy’s club with their crude remarks and inexcusable behavior. That alone would annoy me to no end. But, soon, Faye realizes that Kyler is different somehow. Yes, he’s a nagging pain, but that’s because he is in pain, which she can relate.
Overall, story was well-read with some lagging areas here and there. It was kind of hard to keep track of all the Kennedy boys. To me, they all seemed the same—all screwed up. Obviously, this centered on the connection between Faye and Kyler, but how inappropriate to fall for your cousin? That has scandal written all over it, especially when you’re a Kennedy.
This book didn’t intrigue me as much I expected. I thought it was too complicated and daunting. I mean, who wants to hear the problems of a bunch of rich kids? Just drama, drama, drama.
My rating: 2.5 stars