Author: Kristen Callihan
Series: Game On, #2
Published by Self-Published
Release Date May 5, 2015
Genres: Contemporary Romance, New Adult Romance
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Gray doesn’t make friends with women. He has sex with them. Until Ivy.
The last thing star tight-end Gray Grayson wants to do is drive his agent’s daughter’s bubblegum pink car. But he needs the wheels and she’s studying abroad. Something he explains when she sends him an irate text to let him know exactly how much pain she’ll put him in if he crashes her beloved ride. Before he knows it, Ivy Mackenzie has become his best texting bud. But then Ivy comes home and everything goes haywire. Because the only thing Gray can think of is being with Ivy.
Ivy doesn’t have sex with friends. Especially not with a certain football player. No matter how hot he makes her…
Gray drives Ivy crazy. He’s irreverent, sex on a stick, and completely off limits. Because, Ivy has one golden rule: never get involved with one of her father’s clients. A rule that’s proving harder to keep now that Gray is doing his best to seduce her. Her best friend is fast becoming the most irresistible guy she’s ever met.
Which means Gray is going to have to use all his skills to win Ivy’s heart. Game on.
Drew leans back with a laugh. The guy is ridiculously good-looking in a chiseled, clean-cut way. Gray and Drew sitting side by side, with their muscled physiques taking up a good portion of the booth, is like a comic book come to life.
They catch me looking and both say, “what?” at the same time.
Smiling, I shake my head. “Nothing. I just had this image of Thor and Captain America having a beer.”
They both color at the same time as well. Which is kind of cute.
“Ha!” cries Anna at my side. Her cheeks plump with a wide grin. “I had that Captain America thought about Drew too.”
Drew perks up. “You did, huh?”
Gray snorts. “Dude, I’ve been just been compared to Thor. I totally win.”
“What the hell does Thor have? A little hammer?” Drew waves a hand as if to say, please.
But Gray simply smirks. “At least he isn’t hiding behind a wussy shield. Thor is a god. Enough said.”
“A boring god with the personality of a post,” Drew volleys.
“And you’re saying Captain America isn’t boring? Dude. He doesn’t even understand modern culture. He’s like a 1940s Boy Scout.”
Drew and Gray eyeball each other for a second. Then Drew relents with a laugh. “Touché.”
Gray waggles his eyebrows. “And Thor reigns victorious in battle!”
All the guys groan. Someone lobs a balled up bar napkin at Gray, who neatly bats it away.
“Are they always like this?” I ask the table.
“Always,” Anna mutters, but she’s laughing.
Dex, who is massive and wears a full beard, shrugs. “Sometimes they slap each other’s heads around too.”
“Quiet down there, David Banner.”
Dex rolls his eyes a Gray.
“You disagreeing with that assessment, Cupcake?” I ask, grinning.
Instantly Gray groans loud and long, and his friends start to choke on their shock. And then my mistake hits me. Oh, shit. I ought to know better. Give a bunch of football players a new nickname to play with and they’ll eat it up.
“Ivy,” Gray chides. But it’s too late, all his friends are on him now.
“Cupcake?” says Rolondo, the hot, lean guy sitting in the middle of the round booth. His grin is blinding. “Oh, hell no, I’m not letting that one go.” He’s too pleased.
With another groan, Gray presses his face into his massive hands.
“Glamour Cupcake. Sounds about right.”
“Cuz he’s sweet, pink, and oh, so pretty.”
Between his fingers, Gray’s blue-eyed glare promises retribution. And I grimace, giving him what I hope is my best “sorry I ruined your life” look.
“I distinctly recall Gray claiming to have gooey center,” Drew remarks with an evil grin.
“Now, now, pudding cup,” Anna drawls at Drew, “you shouldn’t throw stones. You’re all sorts of gooey inside.” She gives me a conspiring wink as Drew sits up in his seat with an irate scowl, and the guys laugh.
“Low blow, Jones.”
“Ah, but you love me anyway, Baylor,” she answers with cheek.
Drew purses his lips but his expression says she’s right.
The rules: no kissing on the mouth, no staying the night, no telling anyone, and above all… No falling in love
Anna Jones just wants to finish college and figure out her life. Falling for star quarterback Drew Baylor is certainly not on her to do list. Confident and charming, he lives in the limelight and is way too gorgeous for his own good. If only she could ignore his heated stares and stop thinking about doing hot and dirty things with him. Easy right?
Too bad he’s committed to making her break every rule…
Football has been good to Drew. It’s given him recognition, two National Championships, and the Heisman. But what he really craves is sexy yet prickly Anna Jones. Her cutting humor and blatant disregard for his fame turns him on like nothing else. But there’s one problem: she’s shut him down. Completely.
That is until a chance encounter leads to the hottest sex of their lives, along with the possibility of something great. Unfortunately, Anna wants it to remain a hook up. Now it’s up to Drew to tempt her with more: more sex, more satisfaction, more time with him. Until she’s truly hooked. It’s a good thing Drew knows all about winning.
All’s fair in love and football…Game on