I don’t give out 5 stars lightly. I give out 5 stars to books that wow me. To books that blow my mind. To books that make me feel, and feel a lot. Hot Head was one such book.
I was ready to put the book away after the first few pages. Nothing grabbed me. I didn’t want to or need to re-live 9-11. But then, I got hooked, the hook lodging itself deep into my mouth in a deliciously captivating manner. “Go ahead,” I said. “I’m hooked, I’m invested, and I want to find out where this book is going to take me.”
The book revolves around the NYC fire department. The two main characters, Dante and Griff, both fire fighters, are lifelong best friends. Dante is a handsome ladies man. He comes from a huge, chaotic Italian family. Griff, a huge hunk of love, is sensitive, loyal, caring and kind. He’s tormented by his feelings of lust for his best friend Dante. His childhood is not as rosy as his best friend’s. He’s kind of broken.
As I listened to the book (an audible book) I stayed up way past my normal bedtime because I couldn’t put the book down. I re-listened to the scorching hot scenes. I might go back and re-listen to them, something I seldom do. I savored the book. I grew afraid. I grew anxious for Griff, worried for Dante.
By the end of the book, I was cheering for the two men. The author gave me a glimpse of what it’s like to be a gay man. I’ve got lots of gay friends, and the insight that was revealed in this book made me appreciate them all the more. Tears sprang into my eyes at times. I felt celebratory for the changes these men allowed in themselves. I felt joy that there are so many ways to express oneself, sexually. I applauded the courage each man took to get to where he got to by the last chapter.
Hot Head is a great, fulfilling, extremely hot book. I highly recommend it. If it’s not on your TBR shelf, you might just want to move it to the top of your list.