The Boyfriend Café is doing well. Very well. So well, in fact, that the university administration has noticed an unofficial club making money, lots and lots of money, being run by students. Understandably, they’re interested, and concerned, but mostly upset. Albert, whose basement the Café is run out of, is the one to receive the letter and, rather than answer it, he’s been avoiding it. It’s probably not the best idea, but he doesn’t have any others at the moment; for someone who has ordered every facet of his life, the idea of the university interrupting his plans and threatening to shut them down has him in a tailspin of indecision. Fortunately or unfortunately, the rock Albert’s hiding under is lifted by a bright-eyed and bushy-tailed law student named David.
David grew up in a small town with no real community. No LGBT+ club, no PFLAG, no parades, nothing. College is a chance for him to not only grow as a person, but a chance for him to get to know other people — and more importantly, date other people. The idea of the school shutting down the Boyfriend Café, a place run by queer students that he just learned existed, is too much. David wants to help. No, scratch that. He’s going to help.
This is the second book in the Boyfriend Café series, and it feels more than a little similar to book one, albeit with different characters. Both feature two young men, one a natural submissive, one a dominant top; a lot of sex scenes; a hint of trope (this one the cinnamon roll); and a plot that feels there to serve as a catalyst to the meet cute, and that is resolved without much effort or drama.
Albert is rich, from a powerful family and on track to inherit his father’s global shipping company. The threat from the college really doesn’t mean anything to him since, with enough money or a word from his father, it could all go away. Especially CU of M, which is far from the Ivy League school Albert’s father wanted him to attend. But Albert wanted to focus on his studies, not socializing. Truthfully, he doesn’t really want to be a CEO, he just wants … well, he doesn’t actually know what he wants until he meets David.
David is cheerful, hopeful, wide-eyed, and innocent in all the right ways. When Albert exerts the slightest bit of a growl or tells him to do something, David sinks to his knees like the perfect sub. He’s very, very interested in sex, and already in love with Albert. They get along like peanut butter and jelly. Even the moments where Albert has closed himself off to think, David is all anxious nerves that Albert might be unhappy, and delighted when Albert lets him help.
The story is fine. The writing is strong, the characterization is solid — I was able to tell at any given moment exactly who was talking or thinking — and the pace is quick as the story moves from sex scene to sex scene. If you don’t mind a somewhat shallow, frothy story that’s all giddy butterflies and steamy shibari, then this book might be just up your alley.