First we were friends. Then we were roommates. Now I want more…
What can I say about Chess Copper? The woman is capable of bringing me to my knees. I know this about five minutes after getting naked for her.
No one is more surprised than me. The prickly photographer my team hired to shoot our annual charity calendar isn’t my usual type. She’s defense to my offense, a challenge at every turn. But when I’m with her, all the regrets and darkness goes away. She makes life fun.
I want to know Chess, be close to her. Which is a bad idea.
Chess is looking for a relationship. I’ve never given a woman more than one night. But when fate leaves Chess without a home, I step up and offer her mine. We’re roommates now. Friends without benefits. But it’s getting harder to keep our hands off each other. And the longer we live together the more I realize she’s becoming my everything.
Trick is… Now that I’ve made her believe I’m a bad bet, how do I convince her to give this player a true shot at forever?
One day, Chess, you’re going to feel safe enough to let go. And I’m going to be there to catch you when you fall.
OH.MY.GOD.FINNEGARD.YOU STOLE MY FUCKING HEART! Cheers to Kristen Callihan for this amazingly written book. Gawd, it's Chess and Finn for the win!
I have been a Kristen fan, and this series is one I have been looking forward to read and savour. Aside from sports romance as my go to read books, there's just something up until now I can't quite figure out with Kristen Callihan's writing that made me coming back for her works. Whatever it is, I don't care because I sure am lovin' the feels of it. First, GEEZ!!!That cover...it made me a goner. Thatt blurb is even more intersting. It pretty sums up everything you need to know before diving into this book. It fueled my excitement to dig to this story. And I am not dsappointed, Trust me, you can never go wrong with Kristen' works. When I finally read the book? Oh,lordy..I am dead! I know right there and then that this book is another perfect addition to the series which I have been addicted to. I am loving the emotions that is seeping through the pages of this book. It was slow burn at it's finest and I have been savouring it from beginning until the end. Chess and Finn? these two is the culprit of my sleepless night.
Gawd! I feel like a teenager reading Chess and Finn's story. Don't we all by the way? Given with hot as sin QB and a sassy mouthed and strong heroine? Fuck if you wont fall for their easy banter and undeniable chemistry. I was giggling and laughing my ass off with their exchange of conversations, and I am telling you, I have a strong connection with them. From their awkward first meeting to the friendhip that blossomed into so much more, it was addicting. I am loving every moment of their journey. Chess, this woman... I love her but at some point I wanna smack her over analysis and fears although yes, as a woman I get her. When I finally learned about her past, I was so touched I was at the verge of crying. It feels like close to home and outrightly I understand where she's coming from. Added bonus too, because this woman despite her flaws, knows what she wants. A strong heroine indeed. What's more? She's got Finn in her side. This man is the reason of all ovary explosion happening. Gawd! His romantic side is to die for. I've been swooning all over I want him to be real. But learning about his past stung and really struck me straight in the heart. I am not just touched, but I am rooting for both of them. They are just perfectly imperfectly good for each other, flaws and all and I love them to bits!
Overall, this book is really good. It is more than your sports romance story. It's perfectly imperfect and I am so sure you will love it from beginning until the end. I sure did! I fall in love with Chess and Finn so hard. Their slow burn romance is addicting. I devoured and savoured it like it was my last meal. It was angst-ish yet fun, flirty and sexy. Kristen Callihan's writing is on point, crafted and portrayed so well that everything is relatable. Connection wise it's perfect, the feels is so strong that every scene is worth reliving. I enjoyed reading this book that I don't mind reading it again so I just can have my Chess and Finn fix. Their story is one I can never forget and in the end indeed, all's fair in love and football . Read the book asap so you will know what I'm talking about.
Great job! This book is a must read!
Grumbling, I toss on some black lounge pants and my oversized Tulane t-shirt and head to the drugstore.
My head throbs by the time I get there, and my insides are writhing. I rest my hand against my lower stomach and grab a basket before calling James to complain.
“I swear,” I tell him as I grab a bottle of painkillers. “It’s like this entire day has been cursed.”
He snickers. “Curse. Get it? Curse?”
I roll my eyes, even though he can’t see me. “Laugh it up. Meanwhile, it feels as if someone is playing Battleship in my uterus.”
“Poor Chessie bear. At least we know why you were in such a foul mood.”
A flush washes over my cheeks. “Yeah.” Lie. Lie. Lie. A tub of salted caramel gelato makes its way into the basket.
“Tell me you’re getting some gelato,” James says.
I smile. “Just grabbed it.”
“You know it.”
I find the feminine products aisle and search for my brand. “I’m going to go home, take a long bath with my gelato, and forget this fucking day.” Forget Finn. “And then I’m going to go on Amazon and buying a freaking year’s supply of tampons so I don’t have to make these kinds of emergency runs anymore.”
A low, deep chuckle rumbles from behind me, and all the tiny hairs lift on my arms.
“But you’ll still need your gelato,” a familiar—fuck me, seriously?—voice points out.
My insides swoop even as my cheeks burn.
“Who is that?” James asks in my ear.
I slowly turn on one heel. “The plague,” I say, glaring up at Finn Mannus’s smiling face.
“From asshat to plague.” Finn scrunches up his brow. “I’m not sure if that’s a step down or a tie.”
“Who is that?” James nearly yells now.
I don’t take my eyes off Finn. “I’ll call you back.”
James’s squawks of protest cut off as I hit the end button.
“Are you stalking me, Mannus?”
Finn a rests his hands low on his lean hips. “Having a healthy amount of conceit myself, I have to admire yours, but no, buttercup. My buddy Woodson lives a few blocks away. It’s poker night. I’m stocking up on beer.”
It’s only then I notice a twelve pack tucked under his other arm.
“And tampons?” I ask, with a pointed look around the aisle we’re standing in.
“Not tonight,” he says easily. “Though we used to keep a pack of them back in college. Light flows were perfect for stopping up bloody noses.”
A snort escapes me. “Now there’s a visual.” Somehow, I’ve taken a step closer to him. He’s freshly showered, the golden brown strands of his hair still damp at his temples. And I wonder if he’s just come from the gym or practice. “So back in college you went and bought these tampons?”
“Nah,” he says with a cheeky smile. “I’d ask one of the girls hanging around to get me some.”
“Of course you did.” My nose wrinkles with annoyance.
“Give me a little credit, Chess. I’d buy them now if I had to.”
“Hmm…” I eye him, trying not to return his smile. If only because it’s more fun when he teases. “So why are you in this aisle now, if not for potential nosebleed needs?”
“That’s easy.” He steps closer, a warm wall of muscle and clean scent. “I heard your voice.”
For a second I just blink. “You recognized my voice?”
His gaze darts over my face as if he’s trying to get a read on why I’m gaping at him. “Not to be…ah…rude, but you’re loud when you talk on the phone.”
“Yeah, but… You recognized it.” We’d only just met. It occurs to me that I’d recognized his both times he’d snuck up on me. Then again, his voice is distinctive, flowing like hot honey when he’s relaxed or hammering down like iron to rock when he’s taking command of a situation.
A soft flush of pink tints the tips of his ears. If I wasn’t staring at him, I might have missed it. He shifts his weight. “Was I not supposed to?”
“No. Yes.” I shake my head and laugh. “I don’t know.”
He grins then. “You’re cute when you’re flustered.”
“I’m not flustered.” I am.
Kristen Callihan is an author because there is nothing else she’d rather be. She is a three-time RITA nominee and winner of two RT Reviewer’s Choice awards. Her novels have garnered starred reviews from Publisher’s Weekly and the Library Journal, as well as being awarded top picks by many reviewers. Her debut book FIRELIGHT received RT Magazine’s Seal of Excellence, was named a best book of the year by Library Journal , best book of Spring 2012 by Publisher’s Weekly, and was named the best romance book of 2012 by ALA RUSA. When she is not writing, she is reading.