I don't normally have a guest on a Monday but I read the blurb for this book and thought I'd tell you about it. I really want to read it. I so wish I wasn't snowed under with uni work right now.
His game...her rules.
Busted by Sydney Somers
His game...her rules.
Hockey star Jackson Knight has a hundred reasons not to return to Promise Harbor, but none of them are good enough to get him out of attending his best friend’s wedding. Even with a career-ending knee injury, every puck-bunny in town will be gunning for him.
Worse, getting a pair of cuffs slapped on him at the bachelor party could ruin any chance of getting back in the game, even as a coach. Unless he can convince the arresting officer to smooth things over—by going to the wedding as his date.
Hayley Stone figures posing as Jackson’s girlfriend is the least she can do to salvage his reputation. Plus, having a man with a toe-curling smile on her arm will keep her ex off her back.
What starts as a simple plan to deflect small-town pot-shots unexpectedly becomes a sizzling night that hits Jackson like a full-body-check to the heart. Now he’s determined to prove that she’s the best of reason of all to come home—for good.
Warning: Contains a fiery powerplay both on and off the ice, skin-tingling forced intimacy, interfering grandparents, bear costume hijinks, a haunted house and the kind of game-changing chemistry worth fighting for.
Excerpt from Busted
“Getting back to the wedding,” Jackson said, “we both have people we want to avoid later today. Going together just makes sense. We can bail each other out of any uncomfortable situations.”“We could do that without being each other’s date.” The word nearly caught in her throat.He shook his head. “Makes it more authentic if we go together, and it will keep the wolves at bay.”“Wolves? Is that what you’re calling the puck bunnies who want you to autograph their breasts?”He waved to someone across the street, leaving her to wonder if she was imagining the flush of color high on his cheeks? “Saw that, huh? Maybe you should have come over and saved me from her.”“Since when does a player like you need saving? Besides, I was working.”“I seem to remember the working part rather clearly.” He could have scowled at her, but smiled instead, a smile that had probably melted the panties off more women than Hayley could count. “I’ll pick you up at four.” With that he walked away.Hayley poked her head out the window. “I didn’t say yes.”“You didn’t say no either.” He slipped on his sunglasses and crossed the street to where he’d parked his car.Hayley shoved her keys in the ignition and sat staring out the window long after Jackson pulled away. Exactly what had she just agreed to?EXCERPT 3Her eyes flew open, but she didn’t bother to move an inch. “Another felony to add to the list, I see.”Lounging against the doorframe, Jackson propped one arm overhead, a key in his hand. “Coach still hides his spare key under the mat. Didn’t think people still did that.”“So you decided to let yourself in?”“Well, I knocked first.” He crossed to the radio on the ledge by the window, and turned the volume down. “Guess you didn’t hear me. Funny how that works.” His gaze roamed the bubbles barely hiding her from view.She resisted the urge to sink lower in the tub. Barely.“Plus,” he continued, “I had hoped to catch you in the shower. This is actually much better.” He grinned.“Out.”Grabbing a chair, he turned it around backward and straddled it. “I have a proposition for you.”“Do the words time and place mean anything to you?”His only response was a lazy, once-over, his attention lingering just a beat longer at where her breasts were buried in bubbles.“You need to go.” It was a pointless demand, and she knew it. Everything about the plain white T-shirt, faded jeans—the knees almost worn out—and the arms crossed over the top of the chair said, when I’m good and ready.“We need to stay together.”
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Who is Sydney Somers?
A born and raised Maritimer, Sydney Somers fell in love with writing when she finished her first story, Jenny and the Glowing Green Mittens. After attempting her first book in high school, she set writing aside to focus on school. While getting her degrees in psychology and education, Sydney tried her hand at journalism between part time jobs before finally returning to her love of writing.
Twenty-five novels and novellas later, Sydney is thrilled to spend her days slaying demons, running with shape-shifter packs and making the people in her head fall wildly in love. When she’s not writing or curled up with a good book, Sydney can be found chasing after her herd of kids, talking her way into a gourmet meal, exterminating rogue dust bunnies or joking about the pending zombie apocalypse. She loves hearing from readers and invites them to contact her anytime.
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