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Weekly Wrap Up: September 25 – October 1, 2017

Posted October 1, 2017 by Rowena in Features | 0 Comments

Here’s what you missed on Book Binge…

What We Reviewed

9/25: Holly reviewed Archangel’s Viper (Guild Hunter #10) by Nalini Singh | 4 out of 5
9/25: Tina reviewed Everything You Want Me to Be by Minda Mejia | 5 out of 5
9/26: Rowena reviewed Chasing Christmas Eve (Heartbreaker Bay #4) by Jill Shalvis | 4 out of 5
9/27: Tracy reviewed The Scotsman who Saved Me (Seven Brides for Seven Scotsmen #1) by Hannah Howell | 3 out of 5
9/27: Brie retro-reviewed When a Stranger Loves Me (Pembroke Palace #3) by Julianne MacLean | 3.5 out of 5
9/28: Tracy reviewed All I Want for Halloween by Marie Harte | 4 out of 5
9/28: Holly and Rowena reviewed Temporary by Sarina Bowen & Sarah Mayberry | 3.75 & 4 out of 5
9/29: Tracy reviewed Hold Her Again by Shannon Stacey | 3 out of 5

What We Posted

9/25: Cover Reveal: Bountiful by Sarina Bowen
9/26: Release Day Blitz: Chasing Christmas Eve by Jill Shalvis
9/28: Ten Books We Want Passionflix to Turn into Movies
9/29: What Are You Reading? (397)
9/30: WTF Cover Saturday (228)
10/1: Sunday Spotlight: Brooding YA Hero: Becoming a Main Character (Almost) as Cool as Me by Carrie Ann DiRisio

Around the Web
  • Did you guys see that Jen Frederick revealed the cover and blurb for Played? I’m freaking over the moon! Check out the post here but here’s the cover and blurb for your viewing pleasure.

Played (Gridiron #4) by Jen Frederick

She’s been playing it close…

Ara Martin and college football star Ty Masters have been best friends since the first day of school when Ty literally ran her over. She fell for him immediately, but having lived under the shadow of her famous father, she knows a relationship with irresistible Ty would only end in heartbreak. For four years, she’s kept her feelings hidden. But one drunken encounter weeks before graduation is about to expose Ara’s biggest secret and destroy her most treasured relationship.

He’s been playing for keeps…

Ty is about to be drafted into the NFL, but his personal life is a mess. He’s got an agent he doesn’t like, a brother who can’t stop offering his opinion, and a beautiful woman he craves but can’t have. He can fire his agent and ignore his brother, but he’s not sure what to do about Ara. Ty’s been able to run down every quarterback he’s faced, but his sexy, stubborn best friend keeps slipping through his fingers.

Luckily, he’s not one for giving up, and once he gets his hands on her, he’s never letting go.

Yep. Count me in. I soooo want this book. It’s Ty’s book!! Woot!

  • Lauren Layne has also made a new book series announcement that I just have to share here because y’all know how much I love Lauren Layne, right?

Lauren Layne Takes on Wall Street

Two books about sexy city boys that work on Wall Street? Yes, please.

  • Jessica Lemmon is discontinuing her subscription to the blog feature where you can sign up to receive her book news through her actual blog. If you want to stay up to date with what she’s got going on, the best way to do that is to like her Facebook page or follow her on Twitter.
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Book Binge Turns 10: September 2017

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Sunday Spotlight: Downed by Jen Frederick

Posted December 11, 2016 by Rowena in Features | 4 Comments

Sunday Spotlight is a feature we’re running in 2016. Each week, we will spotlight a release we’re excited about. We’ll be posting excerpts and being total fangirls. You’ve been warned. 🙂

Sunday Spotlight

Downed is the third book in the Gridiron series by Jen Frederick. It features the asshole best friend of the hero from Book 2, Jock Blocked who transferred to another college to be the superstar Quarterback. Ace Anderson is the guy that everyone hates but when he meets the girl that everyone loves at his new school, shit starts looking up.


Downed by Jen Frederick
Series: Gridiron Series #3
Also in this Series: Sacked, Jock Blocked
Genres: Contemporary, New Adult, Romance
Release Date: December 1, 2016
Publisher: Self Published, Jen Frederick

He’s the guy no one likes…

Despite winning two national championships, JR “Ace” Anderson was sent packing from his old school after losing the trust of his coach. At Southern U, he has a second chance to prove that his college legacy isn’t endless debauchery and selfishness. But his reputation precedes him, and his teammates offer a chilly welcome in the locker room. The one person who is willing to accept him is the very woman he should stay away from—his new coach’s daughter.

She’s the girl everyone loves…

Bryant Johnson’s only goal in life is to make others happy, even at her own expense. One look at her father’s new star quarterback, and she knows that Ace is her next project. With a reputation for being a “jerk whisperer”, Bryant has spent her last three years at college reforming sorry behavior and turning bad boys into the best boyfriends ever. In Ace, though, she’s met with surly resistance and a sizzling attraction she doesn’t expect. Fixing this wounded warrior will be her biggest challenge yet. Not falling for him will be even harder.

Between her big heart and his damaged one, a battle is ensuing. In this game of love, every defense will crumble.

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Ace comes storming into the diner at ten-thirty. It’s amazing to me that after summer camp and then four weeks of pre-season, he hasn’t learned that my father operates under the ol’ if you’re on-time, you’re late proverb, but since he’s performed admirably in other ways, I guess he’ll figure it out soon enough.

“My date’s here so you have to skedaddle now.” I wave my hand toward the poor guy who’s slumped in the booth seat across me.

“But, Bryant, why won’t you give me a chance? I’m a good guy. I don’t cheat on girls. I open their doors. I pay for their dinner. I’m a feminist! Like, I believe women have rights!” Kent beats his fist against his chest, knocking a lock of his overly long bangs into his eyes. He looks like a sad puppy, which is probably the only thing that keeps me from introducing his uber-soft cheek to the hard plane of my palm. Women have rights? Of course, they do. That’s just a given like we need water and tea needs sugar. I shake my head at him as he leans earnestly across the table. “You should give the nice guys a chance. I’ll treat you like the queen you are. These jerks that you date aren’t good enough for you.”

“That’s sweet, honey, but I’m doing fine with my dating choices.”

He blinks dumbly at me. “Is it because they’re needy? Well, I need you, too. I haven’t had a date in, like, six months. It’s been a long dry spell.”

With considerable effort, I manage not to roll my eyes. So much for treating me like a queen. Lord, save me from the guy who thinks he’s a hero because he opens your car door. “I’m not a sex doctor.” I wiggle my fingers at him. “Now, seriously, you have got to go.”

Ace is nearly upon us, and his nostrils are flaring like he’s some bull that’s ready to charge. As much as Kent might need a good kick in the teeth, it’s best if I handle this.

“Your name is Bryant Johnson,” Ace accuses.

My lips part in surprise at the unexpected attack. “It is, indeed.”

He starts to say something else when he notices Kent. “Who are you?” Ace barks.

Kent wilts under the glare of Ace Anderson. Six feet, five inches of athletic grace, a chin that could be carved from rock, and blazing green eyes order Kent to move.

While I’m outwardly smiling lightly, inside I’m squirming with glee. Even though Ace is struggling with his emotional response toward me, his instincts tell him that Kent’s an opponent. For a competitor like Ace, that means Kent needs to be crushed. It’s such a good sign. Because a guy who thinks girls can be used and discarded like tissues isn’t going to get territorial.

“Kent’s leaving.”

“This is the guy?” Kent unwisely hisses at me. “The new quarterback your daddy brought in because he was so much trouble at his last school? Bryant, give up on these losers and give the nice guy a chance.”

I rise, slipping my hand through Ace’s arm, mostly because I want to touch him, but also so I have a handle on him in case he tries to punch Kent’s lights out for the insult. “Kent, honey, you’re already so close to perfect that you don’t need me. Ace, this is Kent Dayton. Kent, this is Ace Anderson. We’ve just started going out.” I smile and look up adoringly at Ace’s stern façade.

“We’re not—” He breaks off and shakes his head as if there’s something caught between his ears. “Look, Bryant, we need to talk.”

His glower sends exciting shivers down my spine. “I agree. Kent was leaving, weren’t you, Kent?”

“But what about everything we discussed? What about me?” he whines.

“Go home and write out a list of everything you want in a girl, and then we’ll talk.”

“You mean you’ll consider me?”

“I’ll take a look at your list for you,” I promise noncommittally. Maybe I can hook him up with someone.
Kent’s eyes light up. “All righty, then.” He finally slides out of the booth and gives Ace’s arm a slap. Ace stares at the spot on his arm and then at Kent, who backs away, peeking around Ace’s solid frame to offer one last plug. “I promise you, if you choose me, it’ll be awesome.”

He backs away, giving us the thumbs up.

Ace scowls at Kent’s departing back before whipping around and addressing me again. “What the hell was that all about?”

“Kent was here applying for your position, but I told him it was already full,” I answer airily. I contemplate giving him a kiss but decide against it. Instead, I take my seat again and gesture for him to take his.

The moment his butt hits the vinyl, he pins me with an accusatory look. “Why didn’t you tell me your dad was Coach Johnson?”

Is that what he’s mad about? I figured it was because I didn’t wake him up last night so he could have that second chance at rocking my world. Guys are awfully sensitive when it comes to performance in the bedroom. “I thought you knew. I told you what my name was. First and last.” An awful thought occurs to me. “Were you drunk last night?” Horrified, I press my fingers against my lips. “Did I take advantage of you?”

“No. Christ.” He digs a hand through his leaf-brown hair, his biceps flexing in a lovely, mouthwatering manner. “Your last name is Johnson. Do you know how many Johnsons there are in this country? Like eighty million of them.”

I relax and allow my hand to fall back to the table. With a lot more ease, I regain my smile and say, “Eighty million is a gross exaggeration, but even if that were true, how many of them are named after the winningest SEC coach in the history of football, Bobby Bowden aside?”

“That’s why you’re named Bryant?” he asks incredulously. “After Bear Bryant.”

“None other. Who else would I be named after?” I signal for Milly, the waitress, to let her know we’re ready to order. I need to get some food into this particular bear.

“I don’t know. Maybe it was your family name,” he says.

My hand itches to smooth away the lines of disgruntlement on his face. I’m confident that if Ace gains a more positive outlook on life, he’ll be less of a surly bastard.

“Speaking of names,” I interrupt, “Can I call you something other than Ace? What does JR stand for?”

“It’s my dad’s name and no. Back to your dad—”

“Ace isn’t very loving. It’s so abrupt and short.” I tap a finger against my lips. “Is it Jonathan? Jack? James?” None of those fit him. Maybe he is an Ace.

The creases in his forehead deepen. “Is that why you couldn’t get off last night? Because you don’t like my name?”

Heat floods my face. Ace is so…graphic all the time. I’m going to have to drum that out of him. “That’s not appropriate brunch conversation,” I scold, but when the thunderclouds darken over our heads, I hurriedly assure him. “No, that’s not it at all.”

To my relief, Milly hops over before I’m forced to explain more. “Milly, can I have an egg white frittata with whatever fresh vegetables you have today?”

“Asparagus and tomatoes okay, sugar?”

“That’d be perfect.”

“And your man here?”

“I’m not her—” Milly and I both stare at him. “You know what, whatever.” Ace surrenders in disgust, apparently not willing to embarrass me in front of the waitress.

“He’ll have steak and eggs,” I tell her.

“How does he like that cooked?”

“He would like it medium-rare,” Ace interjects loudly. Milly winks at me and takes both the unviewed menus off the table before going back to the kitchen to put the order in. The moment she’s out of earshot, Ace leans forward. “Bryant, you seem like a nice girl. You’re gorgeous, and I definitely want to fuck again, but I don’t do relationships. We are not dating. We’ll never date because I don’t date.”

“You have a reason for that?” I ask, unperturbed by his speechifying. I expected this. He thinks that he needs to be footless and fancy-free until his penis is shriveled like a raisin.

“Yeah, because women fuck up your game. I’ve seen it time and again. Why do you think I had to leave Western State after winning a national championship?”

“Well, it looked like your coach recruited your replacement before you were ready to leave.” The coach of Ace’s old team brought in a young gun and decided to start him over Ace. It surprised everyone in the sports world, including my daddy, who thought it was supremely disrespectful and bad for recruiting.

“Wrong,” Ace snaps. “I slept with the coach’s daughter. Coach got pissed. Kicked me off the team. He wanted to turn me into a tight end or a safety or something other than the quarterback.”

Ace wants me to be offended, both at him and his coach, but everyone knows—including Ace if he really looked deep enough—that he won’t see a down in the NFL as a quarterback. Something else? Absolutely. I can see that helping Ace come to grips with this will be part of the project.

I start right away. “I could see you at safety. Like Scott Frost from Nebraska. He ran that option offense just like you, and he turned out to be a great NFL player.”

“He played five years as safety. Besides, I’m not a safety; I’m a quarterback,” he says flatly.

He needs me so much. “Okay. I don’t make those decisions. While I attend most of the games, I admit I’m merely part of the cheering section.” I suck some water up the straw and watch with amusement as Ace’s eyes fall to my pursed lips. “But in the few practices I’ve caught, it appears you have great field vision, right?”

He nods, almost absently. He’s entertaining a naughty image about my lips being wrapped around something else right now, which allows me to press forward without interruption.

“Your situational awareness is the best in the game. The defense was caught offsides more than once.” At one practice a couple of days ago, the defensive players were slow getting off the field, and Ace hiked the ball. In a real game, that would’ve been an automatic five-yard gain for the offense. Coach Troyer, the defensive coordinator, almost had his head pop off in anger at his squad while Ace smirked in the middle of the field. “Your instincts are spot-on. You sense those defenders closing in on you without even looking at them.”

“Yeah. So?”

I ignore his question. “Plus, you know all about passing routes and would be able to read the quarterback’s eyes as well as his body language to figure out where the ball is going to be even before the receiver does.”

Ace gives himself a tiny shake and drags his attention away from my mouth back to the conversation. “Maybe I do have those skills, but I’m here to play quarterback.”

“’Course you are.” I’m planting seeds that won’t give fruit until after the season is over, but if you don’t sow while the field’s ripe, there won’t be a harvest. “You’re going to win a championship for all those men my daddy promised would get a ring before they graduate. I’m just saying that beyond this year, if that’s an option for you, you should look into it.”

Milly’s return prevents him from immediately disagreeing. Perfect timing that I didn’t even have to plan. I give Milly a dazzling smile. Across from me, I hear a swift inhale of breath when she sets his plate in front of him. “This looks amazing, Milly. Thank you.”

She grins back. “Anything else you two need?”

I shake my head. “No. We’re fine. Eat up, Ace.”

He’s back to frowning. “We’re getting way off track here.”

“Don’t worry, honey. I remember everything you said. You don’t do relationships, and you just want to sleep with me.” I eat a small piece of my frittata.

“Right.” He looks around and lowers his voice. “So we’re not dating, okay? I appreciate the breakfast sandwich, the almost sex last night, but I’m an asshole.”

“I know.”

“I’m—wait, you know?” He sets down his fork with a clatter.

“Yes. I’ve heard all the rumors about you sleeping around too much, you being a bad teammate. All of it.”

“And none of it matters?” he says skeptically.

“Not to me.” I take another bite. “Oh Milly, tell Helena this frittata is to die for.” I raise my voice enough so Milly can hear me across the diner.

She waves her hand in acknowledgment while Ace, already in the hole he dug for himself, tries to shovel dirt over his head. “I intentionally tried to break up my best friend’s relationship because I could see she was falling in love. I wasn’t ready to date her, but I wanted her available for when I was. I took her man out, got him drunk, took incriminating photos of him and showed them to her.”

The self-loathing in his voice almost makes me tear up. “Oh sugar, how long has it been since you talked to her?”

“Lucy? I haven’t since I left Western State.” He’s frowning again. He’s going to have a permanent problem if he keeps that up.

“That long?” I click my tongue against the roof of my mouth. No wonder he feels awful. That wound’s been festering far too long. “That’s like months. You gotta call her.”

He scowls. “She doesn’t want to hear from me.”

“Of course she does. You two were best friends?” I ask and wait for his abrupt nod of acknowledgment before repeating, “Of course she does.”

“How do you know?”

“Because friends are important in our lives. Just like you’re missing her, she’s missing you. Not all girl-boy interactions are sexual. It’s okay to miss her, but not want to sleep with her.”

He rubs a hand over his suddenly weary face. That man has so much pain inside of him, and it has nothing to do with this old girlfriend. I don’t know what the root cause of it is, but I’ll find out and then he’ll be free. I can’t wait to tell my sister about him. She’ll be so happy I’m doing this.

He sighs. “This isn’t going how I thought it would go.”

“That’s all right. No need to plan. Hey, would you cut me off a piece of your steak?”

“Why didn’t you order one?” he asks, but immediately starts sawing off a huge bite for me.

“Because red meat is so fattening, and I only need to look at something for me to gain five pounds.”
He holds a meat-laden fork out for me. “Your body is perfect.”

“Not too round?” I fish for a tiny compliment. I get a little down about my figure. It’s womanly, my momma says. I wish I was more like my sister—model thin.

“I don’t think there’s such a thing,” Ace grunts.

I tip my head toward my plate to hide my look of satisfaction. He’s absolutely delightful. Ace demolishes his steak and eggs in the next three minutes while I eat half of my frittata and drink my water. He kindly waits until I’m done before he starts in again.

“So here’s the deal, Bryant. I want to fuck you, but I can’t. I don’t do teammates’ girlfriends, ex-girlfriends, sisters, daughters, mothers. No girls even tangentially related to the football team. Not a team manager or a trainer or an intern. I’ve sworn off all of them, including, and especially, the coach’s daughter. I’m good at two things: sex and football, but I’ve still managed to screw both of them up, so I can only concentrate on the one now. You’re hot as sin, and I’m ashamed I didn’t get you off last night. I had every intention of returning today to make up for it, but now we just can’t. Got it?”

I pick up my purse and slide out of the booth. He watches warily as I saunter over to his side and lean down to give him a kiss.

“No other girls. That’s my only rule.” I press my mouth against his lips, slackened in surprise. He hesitates for about a second before wrapping one of those big hands around my hip and pulling me forward. Given the setting and the time of day, the kiss goes on a smidge too long, but he looks adorably dazed and befuddled when I draw back.

Shoot. I just want to lick him all over. With a smile, I whisper, “Call your friend.”


Gridiron Series

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Review: Downed by Jen Frederick

Posted December 1, 2016 by Rowena in Reviews | 4 Comments

Review: Downed by Jen FrederickReviewer: Rowena
Downed by Jen Frederick
Series: Gridiron #3
Also in this series: Jock Blocked
Publisher: Self-Published
Publication Date: December 1, 2016
Genres: New Adult
Pages: 300
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He’s the guy no one likes…

Despite winning two national championships, JR “Ace” Anderson was sent packing from his old school after losing the trust of his coach. At Southern U, he has a second chance to prove that his college legacy isn’t endless debauchery and selfishness. But his reputation precedes him, and his teammates offer a chilly welcome in the locker room. The one person who is willing to accept him is the very woman he should stay away from—his new coach’s daughter.

She’s the girl everyone loves…

Bryant Johnson’s only goal in life is to make others happy, even at her own expense. One look at her father’s new star quarterback, and she knows that Ace is her next project. With a reputation for being a “jerk whisperer”, Bryant has spent her last three years at college reforming sorry behavior and turning bad boys into the best boyfriends ever. In Ace, though, she’s met with surly resistance and a sizzling attraction she doesn’t expect. Fixing this wounded warrior will be her biggest challenge yet. Not falling for him will be even harder.

Between her big heart and his damaged one, a battle is ensuing. In this game of love, every defense will crumble.

Downed is the third book in Jen Frederick’s Gridiron series and it follows, Ace Anderson’s book. If you read the last book in this series, Jock Blocked then odds are, you weren’t a fan of Ace’s. With good reason, of course. Ace was an asshole. He did his best friend dirty and with friends like him, who needs enemies, am I right? 🙂

It’s a new year and for Ace Anderson, a new school as well. Ace transferred from Western to Southern and his new coach is hoping that he can lead the team to a championship and that’s what Ace plans to do. Ace has been at Southern for a few weeks now and hasn’t made any friends. He’s got two roommates that don’t include him in their plans, he hasn’t developed any relationships with any of his other teammates and he knows it’s because he’s an asshole. At a party, a girl named Bryant approaches him and before he knows what is what, she’s claimed his as her boyfriend and he just kind of falls in with her. It’s funny because she’s the girl that everyone loves and he’s the guy that nobody likes. Perfect pairing, right? 🙂 Things really take off after Bryant claims Ace and I’m happy to say that this book hit me in all the right places because I loved the heck out of this book.

So Ace’s main focus is playing football. He knows that he probably won’t be playing professional football so he’s focusing on making the most of his time playing football now. He’s not connecting with his receivers and any of his other teammates on and off the field and while they’re pulling wins out of their hats, the team chemistry still needs a lot of work.

Bryant is the coach’s daughter and when Ace finds out about that (all after the fact), he’s not interested in starting up a relationship with her. He’s been there, done that and he’s got a whole lot of regrets where that is concerned. He’s done with all of the drama from Western. He wants to start fresh here and while he never planned on going the girlfriend route (he likes sex, of course), the more time that he spends with Bryant, the more he likes her.

I really like Jen Frederick’s writing style. She writes realistic college romances that just hits me with all of the feels. I love her dialogue. It’s not cheesy. It’s not over the top. It’s just right for the characters and their age groups. I’m always drawn to her characters and it wasn’t any different in this one. Ace and Bryant were great characters that really leaped off the pages. Their personalities shined bright and I really fell in with everything going on. From Ace’s Dad’s shenanigans to Bryant’s issues with the her sister and all of that, I was right there with them through it all.

I really enjoyed getting to know Bryant. I thought she was a compelling character. I really connected with the way that loved to help others. She was genuinely caring and I adored the way that she grew to love Ace, in all of his asshole-ish ways. I really loved how loyal she was to Ace as well. Her attitude toward everyone from Western had me grinning because first and foremost, she was Ace’s girl.

Another thing that I really loved about this book was how Ace was redeemed without changing his personality completely. He was still the same asshole, just better. He was Ace 2.0 and by the end of the book, I had forgiven him for everything from before and still thought he was low key a jerk but I loved that he was Bryant’s asshole. They were cute and I’m curious to see who gets their story told next. This was a great addition to the Gridiron series. I loved the characters, the new ones, the old ones and I’m excited for more. Kudos to Jen Frederick for writing another winner for me. 🙂

Grade: 4.75 out of 5


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Guest Review: Hot in the Clutch by Ann Jacobs

Posted October 23, 2010 by Ames in Reviews | 1 Comment

Ames‘ review of Hot in the Clutch (Gridiron series, Book 3) by Ann Jacobs

After twenty years in the NFL, Dave Delaney’s playing days are over and he’s back home in Hedgecock, Texas, coaching football at his old high school. He’s tired of meaningless sex and his empty lifestyle. Dave is ready for change and sets his sights on the girl who got away.

Diane Connors is attracted in a big way, but Dave is used to being chased by groupies almost young enough to be his daughters. He’s still a chick magnet with a wild reputation, and she’s gun-shy after escaping a miserable marriage with a bully—another local jock.

Thing is, neither of them can forget what might have been.

I thought Hot in the Clutch was ok. The characters are a bit older – Dave had to leave the NFL due to an injury and Diane is divorced and now a single mother. But I think that age lends itself to the novella in that it makes it more realistic. Diane divorced her abusive ex-husband when he turned on their young son. And she doesn’t want to get married ever again but when she sees Dave back in town, she figures there’s nothing wrong with a fling. Because even though sex with her ex was awful, she knows with the right partner things can be good – and that makes her so sensible! I like sensible and practical heroines. And Dave, Dave wants to settle down – and he wants to do that with Diane. So you can see how their age makes this a bit more believable. If these characters were younger, them willing to move so quickly wouldn’t have been realistic.

Also, Dave always had a thing for Diane, even back in high school. But she was already with her ex back in their high school days and so Dave never made a move. I enjoyed the fact that he had been attracted to her before.

This is book 3 in the Gridiron Lovers series but reads fine as a stand-alone.

Coming in at 90 pages, Hot in the Clutch is a quick read. So if you’re interested in a hunky, albeit injured jock getting together with a woman who knows what she wants, check this quickie out. 3.25 out of 5.

This book is available from Ellora’s Cave.  You can buy it here in e-format.

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Guest Review: Coach Me by Ann Jacobs

Posted August 13, 2010 by Book Binge Guest Blogger in Reviews | 1 Comment

Judith‘s review of Coach Me (Gridiron Lovers, Book 4) by Ann Jacobs

Master me, thinks Susan Anderson when she finally lays eyes on Colin Zanardi, former NFL MVP and now coach of the Savannah Rebels. He is only in town for a few days, but he’s the Dom she’s been dreaming of, yearning for. She just has to convince him to play with her, show him h ow submissive and obedient she is, and demonstrate just what she can do for that gorgeous body of his.

It’s been a long time since Colin has played with a true submissive. Susan is eager to be dominated. By him. He is the perfect Master to tame her, and settling down this firecracker is a challenge Colin can’t resist. He can think of so many things he wants to use on her–a sex swing, a spiderweb, a roomful of sex toys. He’ll play her scene, tie her, blindfold her, order her to pleasure him–for their mutual satisfaction. Colin is more than ready to turn this hometown party girl into his own private sex slave.
This is another novella in a series that features the game of football, and the author has kindly included information about the game, complete with a glossary. For those of us married to football fanatics — my son is even a high school football coach — those were pages I skipped, but for those who are fuzzy about the game and the terminology, I thought this was a good kind of information to include.
Also, I have to say up front that when I read the publisher’s blurb I was sure that the main characters were less than honorable — Susan sounded like a slutty sex fiend and Colin like someone who was just going to throw his NFL machismo around. I was very pleasantly surprised when I got into the story. Susan had been happily married for nearly two decades to a husband that had been her Dom and Master–a relationship she enjoyed and cherished. She was now widowed and missed her hubby terribly. But it had been two years. And she was still a woman in her forties who was very aware of her own sexual needs, had attempted to find someone who could be a sensitive and loving partner in the way she needed, and had so far found no one. Colin seemed like a far better candidate than anyone she had considered, and she was now desperate enough to try to build a relationship with him. She wasn’t an aging “groupie” hungry for sex with a former star. The townsfolk gossiped behind her back that she was a sexual predator. But she knew that this was because she was an “outsider” and always would be, especially now that her husband was gone. She thought Colin was sexy and she loved the fact that he was willing to return to his hometown to be a founding participant in her effort to do some charitable work for her community–by bringing back the four players from that high school that had gone on to college and NFL fame.
Colin was hurting too. He had married the daughter of his professional team but that relationship had gone by the board, and now his new team was his family. Yet he longed for something more in his life than just sexual groupies. And when he arrived at Susan’s home, he immediately was attracted to her, saw clues all over her home of the nature of the relationship she had shared with her deceased husband, and he found himself more attracted to her than he had been to any woman for quite some time. It had been a very long time since he had “played” with a true submissive.
This is a sexy story, and the sexual encounters between Colin and Susan are laced with BDSM. But there is genuine caring between them, a genuine regard that slowly grows curiously over a very short period of time. Colin’s ex had played his games but had set limits. Susan, on the other hand, offered herself with no limitations. And so they explored these possibilities and began their journey of discovery together.
There are some very good scenes that involve the other three NFL quarterbacks that are participating in this charity weekend, and the author has written about these encounters with a sure hand. Those of us who understand the game somewhat can find there a reliable knowledge that informs her writing. I think the story line is well crafted, the plot is believable, and the sexual encounters don’t get out of proportion with the rest of the story. Jacobs has written in such a way that while this is certainly erotic romance to the core, it is believable. It is not like some I have read recently where the story seems contrived in order to “hang” the sex scenes on it like a Christmas tree.
This is an entertaining read. I have read other Ann Jacobs writing and have found all of them to be well-written and well-researched, with a good balance between all the elements of the story. This is not really very long and won’t take a major time commitment. But it is a fun read and I think it will be an enjoyable one, especially for those who have some athletic knowledge or background.

I give this novella a 3.75 rating out of 5.

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