Author: Dahlia Adler
Series: Radleigh University #1
Published by: Self-Pub
Publication Date: 414
Pages: December 9, 2014
Lizzie Brandt was valedictorian of her high school class, but at Radleigh University, all she's acing are partying and hooking up with the wrong guys. But all that changes when her parents are killed in a tragic accident, making her guardian to her two younger brothers. To keep them out of foster care, she'll have to fix up her image, her life, and her GPA—fast. Too bad the only person on campus she can go to for help is her humorless, pedantic Byzantine History TA, Connor Lawson, who isn't exactly Lizzie's biggest fan.
But Connor surprises her. Not only is he a great tutor, but he’s also a pretty great babysitter. And chauffeur. And listener. And he understands exactly what it’s like to be on your own before you're ready. Before long, Lizzie realizes having a responsible-adult type around has its perks... and that she'd like to do some rather irresponsible (but considerably adult) things with him as well. Good thing he's not the kind of guy who'd ever reciprocate.
Until he does.
Until they turn into far more than teacher and student.
Until the relationship that helped put their lives back together threatens everything they both have left.
Well, this was a delight.
Lizzie is a sophomore in college, but is struggling. Then her life is flipped upside down when her parents are killed in an accident. Thank goodness for Connor! He’s there to help her as everything falls apart.
On top of busting her ass off in school to maintain her scholarship, she has to take over the parenting role for a seven year old and a teenager. Yeah, not fun. I really liked her brothers, though, and felt so bad for them. The sibling dynamic was tested big time, and the three of them had to work through a lot.
I was surprised at how funny Lizzie was, especially when teasing Connor about his nerdiness. Their conversations and light banter was a lot fun, they just seemed so easy together.
“Oh, come on. He’s thirteen. What were you really doing at thirteen?”
“Uh, masturbating myself blind because my big sister didn’t drive me to the movies with girls?”
I shake my head, laughing. “God, teenage Connor. Were they Anne Boleyn fantasies?”
“Catherine Howard, actually. I’ve always had slightly off-the-beaten-path tastes.”
He leans over and kisses me gently. “You should be.”
Except when it wasn’t. You see, Connor is her Byzantine History TA (Teacher Assistant) and that puts a kink in their relationship. I don’t mean the fun kind of kink either. I know it’s supposed to be taboo, but I don’t think it’s that big of a deal at that level. Yes, it’s frowned upon and the TA can get suspended if misconduct is discovered, but … whatever. As much as I liked Lizzie, there were times I wanted to shake her and tell her to chill the hell out when it came to Connor.
Lizzie also had her best friends for support. Well, as much as they could give, anyway. I kind of loved Cait and Frankie, and hope to see more of them in future books. These girls make quite the trio.
Some guys love toned, athletic, Amazonian blondes; Cait eats them for breakfast. Some guys like the freaky artist type, figuring she’ll be great in bed; from what I hear, Frankie never disappoints. But if you’re one of those guys with a sexy librarian fetish? I am your walking wet dream.
So Last Will and Testament turned out to be pretty good. Yes, there was plenty of drama, but it was also a lot of fun too.