interested in and your friend comes along and lays claim to him.
life—except it’s worse. My friend who keeps “jamming” me is my gay roommate and
if that isn’t a W.T.F. moment, I’m not sure what is.
three—of the guys I had been so sure were into me.
Fact: He’s really
pissing me off. I mean, hello? I’m trying to get back in the saddle, but I’ll
never manage to get a boyfriend before the age of fifty if he keeps this up.
Fact: Secretly, I wonder
what it would be like if he weren’t gay. Why do all the hot, sweet,
tender-hearted guys have to be gay?
Fact: My gay-dar needs a
The day I
interviewed for the room to rent, everything changed. I knew I had met “the
girl”, except there was one small problem: she didn’t want anything to do with
men. I recognized a top-notch force field when I saw one. She’d been burned
badly and didn’t want to deal with a heterosexual guy as a roommate. I could’ve
turned around and found another place to live, but I wanted to live there—with
Fact: I’m a likely
candidate for carpal tunnel surgery since all the action I’ve had for the past
year has been my hand.
Fact: She’s going to
hate me if I come clean now.
Fact: I’m not giving
up. Which means, I’ll just have to continue to run defense until I figure out a
way to get Maggie to see the “real” me.
would never do her wrong.
I’ll keep running off every guy who shows any interest.
I’ll continue to Clam Jam.
Oh my gosh, I LOVED, LOVED this book! It’s hilarious, sexy, and romantic….all 3 are my favorite things in a book! Once I started I was sucked into Ry and Maggie’s story. Maggie has a new roommate, Ry, after kicking her fiancé out when she came home early and found him with another woman. Ry is pretty much every woman’s dream, so Maggie is a little unsure of having him move in. Thank goodness she doesn’t have to worry about that since he is gay, or so she thinks. Ry has a plan…make Maggie his, but first, he has to become her friend first. That plan will work, right? Not when she decides she is ready to date again, even while secretly harboring lustful thoughts of Ry and REALLY wishing he wasn’t gay. Of course, Ry has a solution…clam jam her, the female equivalent of a c##k bl##k. This, my fellow readers, is where the fun begins!!!!
Ry and Maggie are both hysterical! The chapters are written from each other’s POVs. There were times I laughed so hard that I had tears in my eyes, especially the lengths Ry will go to keeping Maggie’s potential suitors away from her. His whole pretense of being gay is crazy, and the further he goes, the crazier it gets. And, the best part is that his best friend, Jack, goes along with it. He just adds to the comedy. I loved the times Maggie and Ry spent at home watching 80’s movies. The way their relationship slowly grows gave me butterflies. It was obvious that the two shared a bond and came to truly care and then love one another. The relationship developed very naturally and realistically.
Maggie was someone I would want as my BFF. She is beautiful, but the attribute Boldt highlights the most is her heart and her sense of humor. I adored Ry, but I can’t imagine anyone not falling under his spell. He was a guy who knew what he wanted and went after it, even though his planning wasn’t always well thought out. Like Maggie, he’s gorgeous, yet it’s his heart and sense of humor that really made me fall for him. I love a great cast of characters that make me feel connected to them, and both of them did just that. I couldn’t help but want the two of them to get their HEA.
I’ve never read anything by RC Boldt, but she is now a go to writer for me. I HIGHLY recommend reading Clam Jam! The storyline is refreshing, and the characters will melt your heart, and the romance will just make you swoon. It’s definitely one of my favorite reads!!!!
Boldt, a retired Navy Chief, mother of Little Miss Boldt, and former teacher of
many students. She currently lives on the southeastern coast of North Carolina,
enjoys long walks on the beach, running, reading, people watching, and singing
karaoke. If you’re in the mood for some killer homemade mojitos, can’t recall
the lyrics to a particular 80’s song, or just need to hang around a
nonconformist who will do almost anything for a laugh, she’s your girl.