From the Boy Closet (4)

From the Boy Closet is a new weekly feature here at A Good Addiction that will spotlight a different well done YA hottie each week. If you follow me on Twitter, you've probably heard me talk about the YA boys I've shoved into my "Boy Closet" and this feature is thanks to that. It takes more than just looks to make me swoon for a guy in a book, and there are plenty of boys who didn't do it for me, so for the authors who wrote the guys who could.... this post is for you.

This week's hottie is Will from Sophie Jordan's Firelight. He's all kinds of sexy, both in looks and personality. He's got the cocky cool aloof thing going on at first, only to find out how much more there is to him. Tormented and torn, Will hits on the broken boy kind of thing that makes me melt without being such a mess he's not worth it. Not to mention, kissing Will is steamy. Literally. Or at least, for Jacinda it is. Oh, and he has a hummer. With lots of weaponry. Total. Win.

Then he moves, swims closer in an easy glide. A muscle feathers the flesh of his jaw, and something flutters in my belly. He doesn't look hard, as I'd imagined. He doesn't look evil. He looks... curious." -- pg 17

He drags a hand through his hair, the gold-brown locks feather, then fall back into place. "It's a bit complicated, but yeah, I don't wan to get close to anyone...bring anyone around my family." His gaze locks with mine. Grim. Resolute. "They're poison, Jacinda. I can't expose you to them. I wouldn't expose anyone I care about to them." He shakes his head. "I didn't mean to lead you on. I'm sorry I asked you, sorry that I can't..." His fingers flex on the steering wheel until he regains his voice. "I'm just sorry." --pg 130

With a ragged breath, he pulls me flush against him. His hands flatten over my back. I fit against him, settling my softness into all his hard lines and angles." --pg 154

His expression softens then, pulls at some part of me. His gaze travels my face, warming the core of me. "Whoever you are, Jacinda, you're someone I have to let in." --pg 182