Book Title: Winning It All (A Hometown Players Novel, #4)
Author: Victoria Denault
Genre: Sports Romance
Release Date: September 6, 2016
Publisher: Forever & Forever Yours | Grand Central Publishing
Hosted by: Book Enthusiast Promotions
All's fair in love and hockey. . .
As his team's enforcer on the ice, Sebastian Deveau is America's favorite fighting Frenchman. But he's just as likely to get into trouble off the ice--especially when it comes to women.
Shayne Beckford is so over hockey. It ruined her parents' marriage. It spoiled her brother's dreams. And let's not even talk about her college boyfriend . . . So when Sebastian Deveau walks into her brother's gym, she has no idea who he is. All she knows is that he's one gorgeous man with the sexiest accent she's ever heard. And since she never has to see him again, she lets him give her the best orgasm of her life right on top of the gym's dryer.
But Sebastian isn't going to let this one-night stand get away so easily. He fights for what he wants, even if it takes fighting a little dirty . . .
I was irritated at times with this one and I have struggled with my rating. The reasons for my irritation lie solely with Shayne and her beliefs. I completely understand why she holds these beliefs but her stubbornness and unwillingness to see another viewpoint made me want to scream at her. She came across as very judgmental.
Shayne has sworn off hockey players as she has seen how they are players off the ice as well as on it first hand. At her brother's gym's grand opening, her eye is caught by Sebastian who she believes is an accountant or a lawyer or some other suit wearing profession. But he's not and he's what she can't stand - a hockey player. And so begins the battle win her over.
I will give huge credit to Sebastian for not giving up but every time he gets somewhere with Shayne she pushes him back. Too much pushing and pulling as it began to feel a little repetitive. I wanted to like this more than I did.
I am nothing if not competitive and I will not let this man – this delectable stranger - feel like he’s won some kind of Flirt Off. I don’t pull back far from the kiss, just enough to break our contact. My eyes flutter open at the same time his do and any hint of that smile on his lips is gone. I see the debate flickering behind those unreal crystal blue eyes and dark, heavy eyebrows. I feel the hesitation. His hand on my jaw gets looser. His thumb lifts up like it’s going to sweep my lips again, but it doesn’t. He stops because I pulled back and it’s made him uncertain. Good. I don’t want to be the only one off-balance here. But he doesn’t want to stop – I can sense that, feel his desire radiating off of him. I can see the debate in his head dancing behind those light eyes. Does he play it cool and wait for me to make another move, or does he just go for what he wants, admitting to himself and to me, that he can’t resist just as much as I can’t?
He tightens his grip on me and I smile for the briefest second before it’s forced from my face when he leans in and captures my lips again. This time he’s the one who gave in. Now we’re even.