Title: 245 Days
Author: Isabelle Peterson
Date of Publication: March 7, 2017
Ashley Brennan, son of a luxury hotel chain billionaire, is happy consulting and teaching business. Moving from California to an opportunity in Connecticut at the prestigious New England University, Ashley takes it to escape a string of bad luck in the romance department. Meeting Taylor at the off campus bar, The Library, Ashley feels his luck may be changing.
Taylor Davis is nearing the end of his college career and looking forward to moving out west, escaping the cold winters of the North and possibly the judgment of his parents, who don’t yet know his sexual orientation. After only a handful of brief “relationships,” Taylor’s not so sure love is in the cards for him, until he meets Ashley. Everything with Ashley feels so comfortable, so natural.
When Ashley and Taylor put together that Ashley is Taylor’s professor, how will they make it 245 Days to the end of the school year when Taylor graduates and is no longer off limits? And even if they can make it to the end of the year, will everything else in their lives still line up?
Taylor Davis is kind of out of the closet. His best friend Livvie knows he’s gay, but he’s afraid of what his strict parents would say. Since his stepfather works at the college he attends Taylor has to keep his sexual preferences quiet. When Taylor and Livvie take their fake id’s out to the local college bar, Taylor isn’t expecting to meet anyone until he sees the sexy nerd who was flirting with him at the mall.
Ashley is a visiting professor from California, but he doesn’t look like the stuffy teachers Taylor is used to. When Ashley and Taylor hook up the first night they don’t know they’re breaking any rules until Taylor shows up in Ashley’s business class.
I love m/m, and I love student/teacher romance, but I’ve never read an m/m student/teacher romance. I picked this up hoping for a taboo love story with lots of angst. While the college forbade Taylor and Ashley’s relationship, I didn’t feel excitement or adrenaline from keeping their relationship secret. The title, 245 Days, refers to the amount of time the couple has before they can be together. I was hoping for lots of secret glances and hurried kisses while they waited out those 245 days, but Taylor and Ashley took quite a few chances with their relationship by spending a lot of time out in public. It made their secret relationship feel not so secret.
I wouldn’t have cared that I didn’t get the angst I was looking for if I had connected with the characters. There were moments, like when they talk on the beach or when Ashley takes Taylor’s virginity that made me feel all warm and fuzzy. And the sex scenes were unbelievably hot. But most of the time I felt unattached to what was going on. Even when Taylor told his parents he was gay or when Ashley has a disturbing part of his past pay a visit, I wasn’t emotionally invested in what happen.
Overall 245 Days was an okay read. It wasn’t bad, but it wasn’t exactly what I was looking for in a taboo romance either.
Finally, Ashley took a deep breath and let it out, then pulled his glasses off and set them on the bar before turning his eyes to me.
“We have a problem,” he started. “You’re a student. I’m a teacher. You’re my student. And I’m your teacher. The board would be all over this. And I can’t risk my…” He stopped talking to take a few breaths, his dark eyes not leaving mine and saying so much. “But at the same time…”
Ashley started walking toward me. Slow, measured steps as he spoke. “I can’t stop thinking about you,” he continued. “And now…after these past few hours…I look at you. I listen to you. You make me laugh. You make me think. You make me feel…And I just can’t make myself walk away.”
Silence fell in the room as he stopped talking and walking, mere inches from me. We stood eye-to-eye and I slowly inhaled, his scent, now accented with sea air, sinking into me.
“Am I crazy, or do you feel it?” he asked, his voice a strangled whisper, his eyes boring into mine. “That?”
There was a moment. Like the split second before a popcorn kernel pops. That was me. I was like a popcorn kernel. In an instant I had one hand behind his neck and the other around his waist pulling him in to me, my mouth crashing onto his. I felt every fiber of him respond when one of his hands dug into my hair—his fingers weaving tightly in the strands, the other fiercely gripping my ass, holding on for dear life. Our mouths consumed each other, teeth clashing, lips bruising.
Ashley fiercely pushed at me, walking me backward until I was nearly slammed into the wall, his hips pressing into mine, our engorged cocks pressing into each other behind our pants.
Fuck, yeah! This. This—is—it.
I pulled his head back from mine, breaking the kiss, but not our grip. “That? Do I feel that?” I breathed heavily, needing to fill my lungs with air. “Yeah. I feel it.”
About the Author
I started out as a screenwriter – and still am – but after I started Fictional Boyfriends on Facebook, a story started growing in my mind.. one to be told in a book.
I am lucky to have an adoring husband & two extremely talented and bright teens & a scrumptious 9 pound dog. They are all so super supportive of all my writing and I couldn’t do it without them.
I live about an hour from New York City.