I’ve gotten very jaded by the teen angst, 50 Shades wannabees, and some books that made me want to rinse my brain with mental mouthwash. One of the romance groups I belong to on Facebook mentioned “I Call Him Brady” by K.S. Thomas, and I bit. (Yes, Brady is my middle name, so that was partly the reason. It also didn’t hurt that Thomas was running an Amazon special that made it too tempting to pass up.)
What to say about this HEA? First, I loved Ember and May, as well as Jessa, Ember’s daughter. I was afraid Jack Cole, aka Brady, would be a rehash of the hero from “The Unknown Redhead”, but my fears were for naught. Jack/Brady is a much more interesting, human character, although I wish he’d been fleshed out a little more. No pun intended.
This book was realistic about disfunction between a jerk of an ex-husband and his former wife, the irresponsibility of some parents, and the selfishness sometimes involved.
Ember and May are strong women, and their relationship is supportive, loving, funny, and most of all realistic. Every woman needs a sister like May!
For readers put off by heavy duty sex scenes, “I Call Him Brady” is not that kind of book. No graphic sex scenes in my opinion. Others turned off by the use of F bombs will have some problems with the language, although it’s sprinkled through and not used liberally.
I look forward to reading more of K.S. Thomas’ books in the future.