Title: Jock Row
Author: Sara Ney
Series: Jock Hard Series #1
Release Date: May 3rd, 2018
My rating: 5 stars
Scarlett is always the sensible one: The sober driver. The planner. The one holding your hair back while you’re worshiping the porcelain gods.
Week-after-week, she visits Jock Row with her friends—the universities hottest party scene and breeding ground for student athletes. And if keeping her friends out of trouble, and guys out of their pants, was a sport, she’d be the star athlete.
Being a well known jock-blocker gets her noticed for all the wrong reasons; just like that, she’s banned from Jock Row. NO GUY WANTS A GIRL AROUND WHO KEEPS THEIR JOCK FRIENDS FROM GETTING LAID.
“Rowdy” Wade is the hot shot short-stop for the university’s baseball team—and the unlucky bastard who drew the short straw: keep little Miss Goody Two-Shoes out of the Baseball House.
But week-after-week Scarlett returns, determined to get inside.
Jesus Christ, she has a dimple in her damn cheek.
I’m a sucker for those.
She shoots me a tentative smile, ass parked on the stoop, back propped against the wooden siding of the house.
It’s obvious that she’s blushing by the way she ducks her head, glancing down at the floor, the soft glow from the two busted lamps illuminate the crown of her head.
The porch lights are busted and rusty, needing their bulbs changed, one flickering—the other just about to burn out. It makes the entire place look like a goddamn Halloween fun-house, casting a weird glow on the girl’s smooth, pale skin.
And her pretty dimple.
Stop staring at it, dipshit.
I cast my glance at her outfit, doing my best to analyze her under the dim lights; she must have been sweaty inside the house; I got a good look at her before convincing her to follow me, but still study her as if seeing her for the first time.
Both of her boots are tucked under her legs, and she sits, cross-legged on the ground. Blows out a frustrated puff of air that translates into a billowing stream of steam.
“So.” She wraps her puffed sleeved arms around her knees, hugging them tight. Shivers. “Now what?”
Her prim ponytail is jaunty, bobbing when she tilts her head to gaze over at me.
“Now I babysit you.”
“Lovely. We can bond.”
I position my large body against the railing, giving it a gentle shake to make sure it’s sturdy before supporting all my weight on it. It’s solid and secure and is going to get real uncomfortable real fucking fast if I have to stand here all night.
The girl raises her brows at me. They appear black in this light; full and arched expertly. “Have you babysat anyone before?”
“No one I managed to keep alive,” I joke. “A few cousins my parents forced me to watch a few times; never would feed them but would occasionally throw out a dog bone so they wouldn’t get hungry.”
She smiles, dimple denting the smooth right side of her face. “Is that what you have planned for me?”
I raise my empty hands. “I’m fresh out of Scooby snacks. Guess we’ll both have to starve.”
“Sorry you have to sit out here.”
“Really?” I sound hopeful. “No one is forcing you to sit out here.”
Her light laugh is quiet. “Fine. I guess I’m not that sorry.” She bites down on her lower lip. “I’d be lying if I said I wasn’t enjoying your discomfort—just a little bit.”
I’m pretty sure I’ve decided that Sara Ney can do no wrong. She writes sweet, sexy, funny romances. I love the characters. The fact that there isn’t necessarily a huge tragedy or horrible back story is really nice sometimes. As much as I do enjoy those stories, sometimes it is just nice to sit back and read and enjoy a sweet love story. Two characters that become friends and that turns into more. No cheating, no unrealistic jealousy over things that are just something a normal person would realize was the past. Families that were, well, normal. In fact I loved Rowdy’s mom, a romance writer. And his dad was funny too. Especially when he was trying to give Rowdy the safe sex talk. I definitely feel like the characters were normal in their nervousness about who would be the first to actually use the “L” word. This was also a very quick read. If this was summer and school was out, I’m pretty sure I’d have stayed up reading one night until I finished it. As it was, I did stay up later than I should have reading it. I’m also glad to be getting in on the series at the beginning, since I didn’t get in at the beginning of the How to Date a Douchebag series. Of course I’m going back and reading all of those as I can, because they are so good. While that series was about wrestlers, so far this one is about a baseball player, probably my favorite type of athlete.
I’m also SOOOOOOOO excited at the chance to get to meet the author in July at the big Book Bonanza Convention in Denver, Colorado. So to wrap it up, if you like to laugh, enjoy saying “awwwww” at sweet romance, appreciate a book you can’t put down, and love to get the tingles in your own lady parts from sexy scenes, this is the next book for you.
About the Author:
Sara Ney is the USA Today
Bestselling Author of the How to Date a Douchebag
series, and is best known for her sexy, laugh-out-loud New Adult romances. Among her favorite vices, she includes: iced latte’s, historical architecture and well-placed sarcasm. She lives colorfully, collects vintage books, art, loves flea markets, and fancies herself British.
She lives with her husband, children, and her ridiculously large dog.