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Series: Losing It #2
Rating: 3 of 5 stars
Mackenzie “Max” Miller has a problem. Her parents have arrived in town for a surprise visit, and if they see her dyed hair, tattoos, and piercings, they just might disown her. Even worse, they’re expecting to meet a nice, wholesome boyfriend, not a guy named Mace who has a neck tattoo and plays in a band. All her lies are about to come crashing down around her, but then she meets Cade.
Cade moved to Philadelphia to act and to leave his problems behind in Texas. So far though, he’s kept the problems and had very little opportunity to take the stage. When Max approaches him in a coffee shop with a crazy request to pretend to be her boyfriend, he agrees to play the part. But when Cade plays the role a little too well, they’re forced to keep the ruse going. And the more they fake the relationship, the more real it begins to feel.
At first, I read the first two chapters of this without even realizing it was a SEQUEL. It’d been a long 30 hours without sleep. -_-‘ So off I went to read book one, Losing It, and then returned to read Faking It.
With his forehead pressed against mine, the sight of him filled up my vision. There was nothing else in that moment, but him. And he… he reminded me of music. Of the way singing made me feel. Like I was falling and flying, freedom and fear.
Faking It was light-years better than its predecessor, Losing It. Cade, Bliss’ jilted best friend from Losing It, is more mature, steadier and a hell of a lot more thoughtful than Bliss ever was. He was endearing and charming and all-around pretty fuckin’ dashing. And the way he fell for Max, the tattooed rock’n’roll chick that asks him to pretend to be her boyfriend, was the sweetest thing I’ve probably ever witnessed. It was obvious that a lot of hard work and thought went into the making of this story, and it really paid off because I was drawn to Cade and Max, and their attraction to one another, right off the bat.
It was the drama that put me off. There really wasn’t that much, but when Max and Cade have sex, Max freaks the fuck out and goes “insecure” mode on Cade when obviously she’s so wrong about her paranoid version of their future together that it’s not even funny, so it makes the whole second half of the book, everything that happens after she leaves him in the middle of the night, seem pointless because holy shit all the girl had to do was tell him what she was feeling instead of running away like a scared little brat. Fuh! Other than that, I actually really liked Max, including all the stupid parts about her hiding herself from her parents and picking guys that obviously never could and never could care about her and getting her relationships involved in her band. And, I think, that’s one of Max’s most awesome traits: the way she feels about music. It’s her passion, and her love, and it was amazing to see that transferred onto the page as if it were a natural part of her. I don’t make music, but it is an integral part of my life, so that aspect of Max really, seriously, resonated with me.
I was also a theatre geek in high school, so I was all for Cade as well. :P
All in all, this book was pretty great. There was something moving about it that kept me up at all hours after two full days without sleep just to read it, and I’ll be damned if I finish this review without mentioning that BAD ASS tree tattoo of Max’s. It’s across her chest, between her boobs and across her stomach! HELL YEAH!!