After the ultimate abandonment by her family, Savannah Monroe channels her savior-complex tendencies into helping animals because they can't hurt her like people can. Life at the animal rescue shelter has always provided the security and personal reward that she needs to be happy while protecting her heart.
But as she works with Sadie, Savannah soon realizes that his dog isn’t the only one who needs saving…
So I am probably going to be in the minority with this
review. I am going to keep this review
short and sweet because while The Game
Changer may not have worked for me personally but I honestly believe that
it is my current state of mind that made me unable to like it as I had hoped. Please form your own opinion about The Game Changer and do not just rely on
this review alone.
The Game Changer
has a baseball theme obviously and while it is a part of the book I didn’t find
that it overshadowed the rest, I had zero issues with that or even really
Dylan. My issue and it is one I tried to
work past while reading was Savannah. Sometimes
that saying about first impressions is what everyone remembers you by is indeed
very true. For me, I couldn’t get past
the way Savannah went at Dylan when they first meet, there is a line between
being passionate about a cause and being a crazy person. I just couldn’t forget about that scene no
matter how hard I tried and I honestly believe that is what turned my enjoyment
off from the book. I am in no way saying
the book is bad, please don’t try to take that from this review, all I am
saying is that I couldn’t move past that first impression and that made my
feelings the way they are.
On a side note, I have read the previous books and enjoyed
them so I am thinking this is an it’s just this book type of thing.
She stretched up on tiptoes and placed a kiss on the corner of his mouth. He turned, a look of surprise on his face. "What was that for?"
She shrugged. "For being you."
He pulled her closer, her hips snug against him. "I think I deserve a little more than a quick peck on the cheek."
She arched a brow, loving this playful side of the normally quiet, staid, and serious man. "Really? That wasn't on your cheek but on the lips. Sort of."
He snorted. "Not a real kiss. Not like this."
He slid a hand down her back to cup her butt through her jean shorts and pull her against him. He lowered his head, pausing centimeters from her lips, pausing for one moment as if waiting for permission, or for her to pull back. When she didn't, he pressed his lips to hers, passion infusing his kiss, heat rising quickly between them. She moaned and twined her hands behind his neck, entangling them in his hair, pulling his head down for a deeper embrace. His tongue teased at the seam of her lips and she opened them, eagerly tangling with his, tasting coffee, cinnamon, and a hint of something else, something she wanted more of, was starving for. And that scared her more than losing a dog.
She shrugged. "For being you."
He pulled her closer, her hips snug against him. "I think I deserve a little more than a quick peck on the cheek."
She arched a brow, loving this playful side of the normally quiet, staid, and serious man. "Really? That wasn't on your cheek but on the lips. Sort of."
He snorted. "Not a real kiss. Not like this."
He slid a hand down her back to cup her butt through her jean shorts and pull her against him. He lowered his head, pausing centimeters from her lips, pausing for one moment as if waiting for permission, or for her to pull back. When she didn't, he pressed his lips to hers, passion infusing his kiss, heat rising quickly between them. She moaned and twined her hands behind his neck, entangling them in his hair, pulling his head down for a deeper embrace. His tongue teased at the seam of her lips and she opened them, eagerly tangling with his, tasting coffee, cinnamon, and a hint of something else, something she wanted more of, was starving for. And that scared her more than losing a dog.
Lust overshadowed the fear and she angled her head to deepen the connection, for once, letting feelings overtake sense. She tangled her fingers in his hair, feeling the silky strands rub against her skin. His tongue stroked hers, and his hands slipped under her shirt to caress the bare skin between her shorts and t-shirt. She moaned and arched into his hand.
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Ever since Megan Ryder discovered Jude Deveraux and Judith McNaught while sneaking around the “forbidden” romance section of the library one day after school, she has been voraciously devouring romance novels of all types. Now a romance author in her own right, Megan pens sexy contemporary novels all about family and hot lovin’ with the boy next door.
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