TraceI'm Alabama's star wide receiver. I've got mad skills on and off the field, and it's no secret I'm heading into the draft after the upcoming season. But I’m home for the summer to make some cash before my senior year. Being back under my parents' roof isn't the ideal situation, but the moment I see Marin, the star of my adolescent fantasies, I know it's about to get interesting. She may not have noticed me back then, but I've got a feeling it's just a matter of time before she lets me turn those fantasies into reality.
Marin
The last time I saw Trace Forester he was just a kid tearing
up the neighborhood on his skateboard. That was when I was foolish enough to
think I had the perfect husband and the perfect life. But now my life is in
shambles and Trace is back, all grown up, hot as hell, and exuding major
confidence. It would be so easy to fall for his good looks and undeniable
charm. So easy to let him into my life. Too bad I learned the hard way that
nothing worth having ever comes easy.
For Forester was a
book I literally inhaled in one sitting. From the very beginning I just hooked,
maybe it was the way Ms. Nathan sets the story up, maybe it was that I loved
the previous book and knew this one would be just as great, or maybe it was
just that I had been craving a book just like this.
I love sports romances that isn’t a secret, and behind hockey football
is my favorite, add in a hot college football player and a heroine I immediately
loved and I am one happy book whore. I
got all of those things with For Forester.
Trace is your typical college football player, or is
he? He has fantasized about Marin since
he was young. Trace is sexy, he is a bit
cocky at times, he is funny, but most importantly of all he isn’t just there
for Marin, but for her son as well. I
loved the scenes with Trace and CJ, you could tell that both meant the world to
each other and proves that DNA is not the only thing that can make you a father
or father figure, just being a good man can and Trace was just that. Wish I could say the same for Trace’s mother,
but well read it and you will understand why if the woman happened to step out
in from of my moving car I wouldn’t be hitting my brakes, just saying.
Marin was sweet; at times sassy, but most importantly she
was not only a great mom to CJ but protected those she loved, even if it meant
causing herself heartbreak. She really
bloomed I guess you could say when she was with Trace, he brought out parts of
her that she had forgotten about. She
really balanced well with Trace, age difference aside which I must note I had
no issues about, they made each other better.
For Forester is a
book I can easily say needs to be on the TBR lists of new adult romance fans,
sports romance fan, or just anyone looking for a really good book because this
is the book for you if you are. I loved For Forester and I can’t wait to see
what J. Nathan has in store for us next.
“You sleep with him yet?” Gayle asked.
“Oh my god. What is wrong with you?”
“Me? Have you seen the guy?”
Outside, Trace tossed the football gently so CJ had a slight
chance of actually catching it. He didn’t. It bounced off the grass in front of
him, but he ran after it, laughing as he did. “Yes, I've seen the teenager in
my backyard.”
“He’s not a teenager.”
“Yes, he is. I looked it up. He’s nineteen.”
There was a pause on her end, like she just realized I was a
sicko who’d actually looked him up. “Who cares? You’re single and he’s hot.
Have you seen him in his uniform? The guy could be a freakin’ underwear model.”
I laughed as I turned from the window and moved into the
living room. “No. At least not in person.” I’d seen pictures on the internet.
“Girl. When are you ever gonna have a hot piece of ass under
your roof again?” Gayle asked.
I scoffed. “You’re acting like he sees me as anything other
than a soon-to-be-divorced woman with a kid who needs a guy around.”
“Marin, you’re beautiful and fun. You deserve to get some
action.”
“You do realize you're encouraging me to jump his bones,
right?”
“I never said jump his bones. Just wear something tight.
Bend over and let him see your hot ass. You’d barely have to do anything.”
“You’re insane.” I laughed. “And I could go to jail.”
“Why could you go to jail?” Trace asked from behind me.
I spun around, my eyes bugging out of my head and my heart
drumming in my chest. Trace stood in the doorway smirking at me, like he’d
heard my conversation.
Had he?
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Author Bio
J. Nathan
is the author of five new adult and sport romances with cocky heroes and sassy
heroines. When she's not writing, she's a total romance junkie! Add an alpha
male who's unlikable in the beginning...even better. She loves watermelon
margaritas, guys in backward hats, country music-especially Luke Bryan, and
hanging with her family and friends in RI where she lives with her husband and
son.
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