Bliss Edwards is the only virgin left in her group of friends about to graduate from college, and she’s sick of it. She fully intends on losing it. So she decides to fix the problem with the first hot guy she meets at a bar.
There is a reason that Bliss is still a virgin—sex means something to her, and even though she wants to “fix” the virginity problem (by losing it), she’s not sure that a one-night stand is the best course of action for her. Her best friend, Kelsey, thinks otherwise. After convincing Bliss to go out with her one night, Bliss does leave with a guy named Garrick—he’s British, he’s reading a book in a bar, and he’s locked out of his apartment. Oh, and he happens to think that Bliss is very attractive, which helps. But… Bliss can’t do it. She freaks out and leaves the handsome accented stranger in her bed, faking some excuse about a pet cat that she doesn’t have. It’s the night before the first day of her last college semester, so she shakes it off and continues on with her life.
Until she gets to class the next day, and recognizes her professor as the guy she left in her bed the night before.
Talk about awkward. Tensions are high as they try to avoid each other and keep their attraction at bay, but they can’t. They are magnetic, and magnets aren’t supposed to be kept apart. Or something like that. As they work to build a friendship and keep their relationship under wraps at the same time, Bliss discovers another bombshell—her best friend, Cade, has been in love with her for years, and he decides to make his move while she’s secretly dating their professor. Like I said… talk about awkward.
Wait, didn’t I already read this book?
Funny you should mention that. I wrote some guest posts about the fabulous Radleigh trilogy a while back, and this plotline sounds strangely similar to Lizzie’s story in Last Will and Testament—aside from the fact that Lizzie knew Connor was her TA, where Bliss didn’t know Garrick was going to be her professor. Anyway, I digress! The point is, this isn’t the first (or, likely, the last) student/teacher romance that I read, and I’m sad to say, it wasn’t the best. LWaT was better, and I have another book queued up to review that also kicks this one’s butt.
So where does that leave us?
Hey, this was a solid book. I enjoyed it, I read it in 24 hours, it was fun. But. Garrick was a bit of a caricature of a British person, and it was painful for me (as a self-proclaimed feminist and lover of strong ladies) to see so much pressure and focus on the losing of one’s virginity in a book. There were upsides—Garrick and Bliss are cute together, I loved the rapport between Bliss, Cade, and Kelsey (who each have their own sequels, by the way), and the ending made me feel warm and fuzzy on the inside.
I’m giving Losing It a B. I liked it. I just didn’t love it.