Blog Tour Review: The Setup (Brentwood Baseball #6) by Meghan Quinn

September 10, 2020 Blog Tour, Review 0 ★★★★★

Blog Tour Review: The Setup (Brentwood Baseball #6) by Meghan Quinn

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Blog Tour Review: The Setup (Brentwood Baseball #6) by Meghan QuinnThe Setup by Meghan Quinn
Series: Brentwood Baseball #6
on September 10, 2020
Genres: NA Sports Romance
Pages: 408
Format: E-galley
Source: the author
My Rating: five-stars
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Synopsis:

I’ve fallen victim to a heinous act.

An act so vile, so downright dirty, that I’m not sure as a twenty-year-old man I’ll ever recover. Brace yourself, because what I’m about to tell you might have you gasping in secondhand horror.
Ready? Here it goes . . .

I’ve recently become the pawn of a meddling mom.

Yes . . . A MEDDLING MOM–who’s been trying to set me up all summer.

Now, I understand it’s not a crime for a mother to want her child to fall in love, but when she makes it her relentless MISSION, the heinous act should be classified as a misdemeanor at least.

Of course, my mom, the evil matriarch in the devil’s leggings, made her final stab at finding a girl for me days before I went back to college.

And I hate to admit it, but she saved a doozy for last.

A titan in black skinny jeans.

A boss of nonchalance.

And a girl who would not only turn my life upside down, but do it while juggling a soccer ball, looking effortlessly gorgeous around campus, and is one hundred percent against relationships. Of any sort.

Thanks, Mom.

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Prologue:

**LINCOLN**

I’ve fallen victim to a heinous act.

An act so vile, so downright dirty, that I’m not sure . . . 

as a son,

as a member of society,

as a twenty-year-old man . . . I will ever recover.

Ever.

I see the concern in your eyes, your hand wandering up your chest to clutch the collar of your sensible cotton shirt, scared to find out the truth.

Brace yourself against something sturdy, because what I’m about to tell you might just knock you back on your ass in horror.

*Deep breaths, everyone*

I’ve recently become the pawn of a meddling mom.

Yup, you read that right. A MEDDLING mom.

The bane of a son’s existence.

I know what you’re wondering . . . what did she do? Make me pick up my socks during summer break?

*Eye-rolling*

*Woe is you*

*Grow up*

You grow up!

Ehhh, that was a little harsh. But before you go and put your judgy face on, you need to know the difference between a nagging mom and a meddling mom.

A nagging mom is one who storms into the living room while you’re trying to watch the series finale of Game of Thrones, complaining about the dishes in the sink you swore you’d take care of once you found out who took the throne.

Nag, nag, nag—part of the daily routine of the person who birthed you, or in this case, one of two moms who adopted me.

But a meddling mom, oh boy. They’re a fresh kind of hell wrapped up in high-waisted leggings and muted tunics. This isn’t some everyday mom who texts you GIFs of squirrels playing with a hula hoop. Nope, meddling moms have an agenda.

An agenda that they believe benefits their children. But it really benefits them . . . and only them.

In this case, my mom’s agenda: get Lincoln to fall in love.

I understand it’s not a crime for a mother to want her child to fall in love, but let me tell you. When she makes it her mission when you’re home from college, it should be classified as a misdemeanor.

That’s right, all freaking summer, my mom has made it her duty to set me up with girl after girl, all of whom she’s met in our hometown Kalamazoo, Michigan. I’d like to say I’m exaggerating that she made a list and set me up with every eligible girl—one by one—but I’m not.

I saw the Excel spreadsheet on her computer.

Girls who were highlighted in red were a no-go.

Girls in green still had a fighting chance.

Girls in yellow? Apparently, I had lukewarm interaction with them, but they showed promise.

Why is she so desperate for me to fall head over heels?

Can you believe she’s been spending time on the Internet, researching relationship statuses of major league baseball players? Well, she has. Too much time. And she said she didn’t want me to end up forty, about to retire, with nothing to say for my life other than that I was able to throw a ball off a mound.

She also wants a girl to fawn over.

When my mothers were adopting, Mom hoped for a girl, but Mama hoped for a boy. Don’t get me wrong, my mom loves me more than anything—hence the meddling and nagging—but she always wanted to do girly things with me, like have tea parties, get our toenails done, shit like that.

Side note: I’ve done the pedicure thing with her, and it’s not that bad.

But she wants a daughter, and apparently, a daughter-in-law is the next best thing.

Which brings me back to my summer of “not love.” I wanted nothing to do with these girls and after my mom’s eighth attempt to set me up—yes, eight—I told her enough was enough. I was done.

And thankfully she listened . . . until the last Saturday before I left for school.

The evil matriarch in the devil’s leggings made her final stab at finding a girl for me.

And I hate to admit it, but she saved a doozy for last.

A fucking titan in black skinny jeans.

A boss of nonchalance.

And a girl who will not only turn my life upside down, but do it while juggling a soccer ball, looking effortlessly gorgeous, and is one hundred percent against relationships. Of any sort.

Thanks, Mom.

*Thumbs up*

Your meddling has made me absolutely miserable.

My Review:

It was fun getting a baseball player in this series that didn’t actually live in the baseball house/dorm that the others did. We also get to meet some football and other sports team members in this book, which makes me hopeful for a spinoff series of books! I thought for a while as I read that maybe the author wasn’t going to do the whole thing at the end where I just want to cry right before we get our HEA, but nope, she did it again! Gah! I’m always crying and laughing at all her books! (That’s a good thing in case you’re wondering)

But honestly this book was really mostly a New Adult romance, even if we got a bit at the end where they were adults and out of college and in the “real world”, if being a professional baseball player can be considered the real world to the rest of us normal people. The story was great, something I know that I’ve done in my own life, with not letting a friendship get ruined by becoming more, even if it did become a FWB type of thing. Keeping my feelings to myself in order to save myself from getting hurt if the other person didn’t reciprocate my feelings. However I really liked how Lincoln would call Indie out on doing things like this. When she’d try to pull away, or do something like try to find him a girl to hook up with, yeah, he got mad or hurt at first, and maybe took some time to deal with it. But then he went and he picked her up from wherever she was and made her go and just sit with him, until she was ready to talk, while telling her that no matter how hard she tried, she couldn’t shut him out, because he’d promised to always be there.

As usual the cast of characters in the story were all ones I loved. While we got some new ones as I mentioned above with the other athletes at the school, I also adored Lincoln’s two moms. And I liked how even though they seemed to have the perfect family, Lincoln talked about when he was younger and tried to say he wanted to go back to his birth parents, and how they dealt with it. We also got to spend some time with some of the other Brentwood Baseball players we know and love, Maddox Paige and Cory Potter.

Then there was the part where Indie read a book called The Mother Road. Hmm, might that be the book by that one author, oh, what’s her name again? Meghan Quinn? LOL!! And finally, there was so much about this book during the time they were in college and friends, especially the FWB parts that just reminded me of my college friends, some that I’m still friends with, others that are just fond memories that surfaced as I read this book.

About the Author:

USA Today Bestselling Author, wife, adoptive mother, and peanut butter lover. Author of romantic comedies and contemporary romance, Meghan Quinn brings readers the perfect combination of heart, humor, and heat in every book.

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