Series: Bad Boys Of Sports #2
Author: Nicole Edwards
Publisher: Loveswept Publishing
Releases: March 27, 2018
This player’s got a lot to learn if he wants to score . . . with the boss’s daughter.
Stone: Football is more than a game to me. It’s my calling. Becoming the Dallas Wranglers’ starting quarterback before I retire is a dream come true, but with a few wins under my belt, suddenly everyone wants a piece of me. And even though being in the spotlight has its perks—beautiful women, star treatment, more beautiful women—what really gets me sweating is the watchful gaze of my sexy-as-hell PR coach, Savannah Andrews. The catch? Her father is kind of my boss. . . .
Savannah: In my family, football is big business. When your dad owns an NFL franchise, you learn a thing or two about schmoozing, and from what I can tell, it’s not a skill in Jason Stone’s playbook. Sure, the veteran quarterback is literally larger than life. With broad shoulders, muscles on muscles, and a mouth made for kissing, he may be one of the hottest men in the league—and I should know. I’ve turned down enough players to start my own all-star team. But those guys just wanted to get close to my father. Meanwhile, Stone is getting temptingly close . . . to me.
“Nicole Edwards sure does know how to write the bad boys of sports!”—L. P. Dover
“Hey, Stone! Come over here, son. I’d like to introduce you to a coupla people.”
I pivot around to see Aaron Andrews waving me over. I fight the urge to turn back around and pretend I didn’t hear him. Not like I could really do that, but it’s certainly more appealing than trying to find something to talk about with a man who’s so far out of my league, it’s not even funny.
Some people would say that I’m in the same league, but it’s not true. I’m still a small town boy at heart. Despite the fame and the money—and yes, even my cocky attitude—I’ve worked hard to stick to my values for the most part.
“Yes, sir,” I greet, keeping my tone as casual as I can. “Thanks for inviting me tonight.”
“I’m glad you could come,” he says, waving his hand toward his son. “You remember Will?”
I’ve met Will, talked to him even, but never in a formal setting such as this. As usual, Will Andrews looks ridiculously like his father when he’s decked out in a suit. Same dark blond hair that’s thinning at the temples, the same pragmatic hazel eyes, same pointed nose. Probably the spitting image of the older man when Aaron was his age, which I guess to be in his early thirties, possibly early forties.
I clasp Will’s hand when he offers, shaking firmly. “Good to see you again,” I say.
“Same to you. Nice game yesterday.”
“I’d like you to meet my daughter-in-law.” Aaron nods toward the woman beside Will. “Eve, Jason Stone.”
Eve smiles shyly up at me.
“Nice to meet you.”
“And I’d like you to meet my daughter, Savannah,” Aaron states.
I notice, like his father, Will likes to be front and center because the elusive Savannah seems to be hidden behind him. I’m mentally preparing myself for a female version of Aaron to step around him as I patiently wait, feeling somewhat awkward staring at Will.
I think Aaron notices that his son is hogging the limelight at the same time I do because he nudges Will out of the way and makes room for…
Well, hello again, hot chick from the bar, and most recently my bed.
I pause, praying like fuck I did not just say that out loud.
When no one glares at me, I assume it was only in my head. Thank God.
I don’t mean to stare, but it’s not easy to do considering this is the same no-name woman from the bar who rocked my fucking world on that very same night. The same woman who kissed me like there was no tomorrow, fucked me like I was the last man on earth, and slipped out of my bed undetected.
I’m thinking perhaps there was a reason for that. For one, she’s Aaron Andrews’s daughter. There’s no doubt she knew exactly who I was when she met me.
I should probably be angry, but I’m not.
Regardless, the woman is even more stunning tonight than she was the other night and that’s saying something considering that short black dress she’d been wearing has played a role in the countless thoughts I’ve had about her since that very day. Plus, I might’ve jacked off a few times thinking about the way she moaned and writhed as I plowed her pussy for hours.
Yeah. I probably shouldn’t lead with that.
I swallow hard, while my lungs attempt to reverse their position in my chest. The first thing I notice is that this woman looks absolutely nothing like her father. Or her brothers.
“Nice to officially meet you, Jason.”
“You can call me Stone. Everyone does.”
You can call me Stone? What am I? A moron?
Of all the things I could’ve said, that’s what I chose for my second chance with the absolute most beautiful woman I have ever laid my eyes on. Considering I hadn’t caught her name, nor did I manage to exchange phone numbers, I was beginning to think there was no hope of ever seeing her again.
Honestly, I don’t see this going up from here.
Savannah Andrews regards me from beneath long, thick eyelashes. Her light green eyes are filled with amusement when she meets my gaze head on. If I had to guess, I’d say she’s remembering the other night and the fact that she knew exactly who I was while I had no clue she was the owner’s daughter.
Then again, it explains why she looked familiar. Not that she looks anything remotely like her picture on the team’s website.
Some guys would probably be a little offended that she held something back like that. Not me. I happen to admire her for it. She played me and I can honestly say, that doesn’t usually happen.
“Stone,” she corrects, brushing a lock of dark chestnut hair over her shoulder. “I’ve heard nice things about you.”
Nice things? Really?
My brain runs through a list of things the media has claimed about me. Some of them might be “nice”, but not all of them, I’m sure.
I want to ask her what she’s heard, or more importantly, what she remembers of that night we spent together, but manage to hold my tongue and nod. It’s not hard considering I’m having to make an effort not to drool because…
New York Times bestselling author Nicole Edwards launched her professional writing career in July of 2012. Having been an avid reader all of her life and a huge fan of creative writing, it seemed the likely path for her to take. Since then, she has released more than forty books and has no plans to stop. As her full-time career/hobby, Nicole writes steamy contemporary and erotic romances.
Nicole is a New York Times and USA Today bestselling author who was born and raised in Texas. Married with three kids and four dogs, she has plenty of interaction to keep her imagination brewing. Her books have been featured in USA Today’s Happy Ever After segment as well as Indie Reader’s best seller list. She has forged her way as an independent author.
Although she has a bachelor’s degree in Human Resources, she prefers to be hiding out in her writing cave, talking to the fictional characters that have built up in her head over the years.
When she isn’t writing or plotting her next book (sometimes translated to “playing on Facebook”), Nicole loves to read and spend time with her family and her dogs.
Savannah Andrews has heard stories about the famed Jason Stone, and remained adamant that she would never fall for a guy like him... then she came face to face with him and learned for herself what the man behind the stories was all about, and she was instantly smitten. As far as the rumors of his looks and prowess in the bedroom he definitely lived up to the hype surrounding him, but he also had an unexpected softer side to him, one that apparently she was the only one lucky enough to see, other than his family. But, there was a part of her that was always hesitant to get fully invested, constantly reminding her that he wasn't a man that could handle attachments or do forever, so she made a vow to not let herself get too attached. But the more time she spent with him the harder it was to convince herself not to dream about a happily ever after...
Jason Stone lives for the game, he wakes up every morning focused on football, and his job to get his team to the big game at the end of the season, which leaves little room for distractions... namely beautiful women wanting more than he can give them. But then he meets one that sneaks past his radar and quickly makes herself right a home in his heart, and he isn't quite sure how to handle it. He has never really pictured the forever kind of thing like his brother has, for himself, it's always just been football, and doing what he loves. But after one passionate night with Savannah he knows that once isn't going to be enough to quench the undying thirst he has for her... but that means making room in his life for someone else, and he has never been down this road before... question is can he handle the challenge?
Bad Business is an intoxicating mix of naughty and nice, it has moments that you have you feeling the heat, and moments the will put the squeeze on your heart... it's downright amazing!! This first time read had me completely mesmerized from the very first paragraph, Ms. Edwards wonderfully crafted characters wandered onto the page, the playful banter ensued, they had me smiling, intrigued, and not wanting to walk away until I had devoured every last word! I am a sucker for a well written sports romance story, that comes equipped with a slightly cocky and oh so sexy alpha running the show, and I am happy to report this one had that in spades...translation I LOVED IT! Highly recommend you get your hands on this one, Mr. Stone is sure to leave you highly satisfied!!
I requested an advanced copy of this title from NetGalley, and voluntarily read and reviewed.