Britt’s 🎩🎩🎩🎩🎩 hat review:
Magic Man quickly became one of my favorite books of the year. Both heartbreaking and unbelievably sweet all at the same time Casey and Jay’s story not only grabs you immediately it continues to pull you deeper and deeper into the story until the world around you ceases to exist. Jamie Schlosser once again manages to deliver a story that is not only unique but full of deep emotion and some of the best romance out there with Magic Man!
Jay stole my heart immediately. Even as a self proclaimed “bad guy” his heart was bigger than most. And the way he learned and grew from his past without even realizing it made an already good man and absolutely incredible one. There are just not enough words to accurately describe how magnificent he really is. Casey was equally wonderful. They depth of her love for her son and the endless strength she had to give her son the best life possible even when it seemed the world was against her had me loving her from the start, but the way she loved Jay? It was beyond perfect.
Prepare to cry and swoon in equal parts with this read!
Would you say you’re more trustworthy now, or before you went to jail?” I asked.
His eyebrows furrowed. “Now, of course. I don’t do the things I used to.”
“But you didn’t have a record then.”
“Yeah.” He let out a humorless chuckle. “Because I hadn’t gotten caught yet.”
“Exactly. Sometimes the squeaky-clean ones only look great on paper because they’ve never been caught. It doesn’t make them innocent or harmless.”
We stopped moving.
“Casey,” he breathed out, his tone a bit tortured as he buried his face in my hair. “If I was a better man, I’d walk away from you and your son. I’d leave you alone. I’d let some other guy—a doctor or a teacher or anyone who’s not me—sweep you off your feet and give you everything you’ve ever wanted.”
“But you’re not that good, right?” I asked lightly, a smile spreading over my lips.
Jay pulled back slowly, his scruff scraping against my cheek along the way. Tingles spread over my skin as he gave me a heated look.
He cupped the nape of my neck, and his gaze fell to my mouth. “No, I’m not.”
And then his lips were on mine.