I received this book for free from the author in exchange for an honest review. This does not affect my opinion of the book or the content of my review.Those Three Little Words by Meghan Quinn
Series: The Vancouver Agitators #2
on April 5, 2022
Genres: Adult Romantic Comedy, Adult Sports Romance, Adult Contemporary Romance
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From USA Today and Amazon Charts bestselling author Meghan Quinn comes a brand new romantic comedy about a one-night stand gone completely wrong. Laugh out loud and steamy with a heart-stopping happily ever after.
I knocked up my best friend’s sister.
Figured I would get straight to the point because how it happened is a mere snippet of the story I have to tell. The real meat and potatoes is what happened after.
Let’s start with how she decided to inform me and Pacey the news . . . together. Imagine that nightmare. I was going into what I thought was a hockey marketing meeting and then BAM! I’m going to be a dad and my best friend/teammate is attempting to imprint my face with his fist.
It wasn’t pretty.
Threats were tossed around, friendships were revoked, and then I was marched up to her apartment, suitcases in hand, and forced to live with her so I could take care of her every need. Given how much I’ve pined for the girl, you would think that wouldn’t be a hardship. Wrong.
This is my one shot to win my teammate back. Pacey is the only family I’ve got, so hooking up with his sister isn’t a mistake I can make twice . . . despite the fact that she’s pregnant with my child.
But with every mood swing, every pair of pants that doesn’t fit right, and every late night run to find the perfect donut, I’m finding it harder and harder not to fall for my best friend’s little sister.
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I’m a fun guy.
Some might say . . . neat.
A solid, trustworthy good time.
If you’re looking to have an amusing night out, I’m your man.
Just good old-fashioned fun.
I learned from a young age that life is short, and you have to fucking enjoy every second of it. So my rule is to say yes.
Say yes to as much shit as you can.
Hornsby, want to go to the pub down the street and get wasted with the locals?
Hornsby, do you want to go skinny-dipping in the coach’s pool—when he’s home?
Hornsby, do you want to fly to Vegas on our day off and run up the poker tables?
That’s a hell yes.
Living in the moment, that’s my motto, and up until now, that motto has served me well. It has taken me places I never thought I’d go. It has presented me with opportunities I never thought I would have.
But . . . and that’s a big but, a huge one.
This time, my yes has come back to bite me in the ass.
You see, it all happened on my birthday. We had an off day, high from a big win against the Calgary Barnburners. It was Valentine’s Day—yes, I’m a Valentine’s baby—and we went to the best singles bar in the city that would be crawling with women.
The drinks were flowing.
The conversations were engaging.
And I was by no means calling it a night anytime soon.
That’s when she walked into the bar.
In a hot pink dress that clung to every inch of her curvy body, she styled her platinum-blonde hair into long, silky waves, and the lipstick staining her gorgeous lips matched the color of her dress. There was no doubt about it—she was a total smokeshow.
Every guy she came within a ten-foot radius paused what they were doing to give her a very blatant once-over.
Unmistakably the hottest girl in the bar.
And as she saddled up next to me, unaware of my presence, it felt like the music stopped as she gently placed her clutch on the bar top. Casually, she leaned toward the bartender, her manicured nails drumming along the wood top as she sweetly asked for a gimlet with two lime wedges.
I was entranced.
I was hooked.
I was stolen for the rest of the night.
My mind wanted one thing.
She had my attention, and no one would steal me away.
No one would stop me.
Because in all honesty, I’ve had my eye on her for a while, ever since I met her two years before.
And that night . . . it was my chance. All excuses, all restrictions, they were tossed to the curb as I laid down the best tool at my disposal to get her to talk to me: it was my birthday.
And fuck, did we have a night. I can still remember the way her dress slid off her body as I held her in my arms. I can still vividly recollect that her lips tasted of lime and danger. And I can still smell her intoxicating perfume floating around me as I drove into her, one pulse after the other until we both came at the same time. Multiple times.
It was one of the best nights of my entire life.
But it had to end because we agreed it would be a one-night thing. So that morning, she slipped away undetected, and we both went back to our daily routine. Eat, sleep, and breathe hockey.
Was it the best birthday present I could ask for?
Did she fulfill my every goddamn fantasy?
More than I could ever have imagined.
And if she came up to me and asked for more, would I oblige?
I would be hard pressed to say no.
Unfortunately, this isn’t a fairy-tale story of how my one-night stand turned into a romance for the ages, though.
Nope, that would be far too easy. This story, well . . . it exposes me as the man that I am. The man I feel to my very core. This is the story of how I wear the title “Ultimate Fuckup,” because not only did I accidentally get the girl in the hot pink dress pregnant . . .
But I broke bro code.
Because the girl in the hot pink dress is the sister of my teammate . . . and best friend.
I was so excited for the new hockey romance from Quinn! And wow, once again I was so sucked into her world! So much that I was thinking how much fun it would be if the hockey guys from the Pucked series by Helena Hunting could play the hockey guys in this series in a game. I know, I’m weird. But what a book boyfriend match-up that would be!
Now, the author was such a tease on the beginning one-night stand that leads to the pregnancy this story is based around. She didn’t give us a lot of details on that night. And I have to tell you that I always love her steamy scenes, so that was disappointing. However, there was a reason for that, she built up the tension between the two by keeping that kind of out of sight for most of the story. Letting the characters remember bits and pieces throughout the story. Letting new things happen that made up for all the hotness we missed.
And since the characters start out in an extremely awkward stage once they realize they have this new permanent life-changing connection, the steamy times definitely needed to wait a bit. But oh my gosh, that awkwardness was so good. A little scary for me at times as I totally have found myself in very similar conversations when I’m with a guy that I either find attractive or might be interested in for any reason. And then I loved Penny’s babbling when she was nervous. Especially the baby names she came up with. Peggy Leggy being my favorite giggle-inspiring name.
So so many good funny bits and pieces to this story. But it was so much more. The relationship issues were emotional and perfect for not having drama just for drama’s sake. We got to go through all the different stages of pregnancy with Penny, and Eli was so good! He dealt with it all almost perfectly! A few times there were issues, because yeah, he’s a guy, and he had his own past to get over and move on from. And of course because part of the pregnancy hormones led to Penny being just irritated by everything, even him being the perfect baby daddy.
And then there was Penny’s brother, Pacey, who was the leading man in the first book in this series, Kiss and Don’t Tell, and we got a glimpse into his perfect but maybe not so perfect in a more realistic way at times relationship with Winnie. Winnie was one of Penny’s friends that helped her along the way. And Penny’s parents were so funny when they found out, or should I say how they found out about the pregnancy.
This was a long one though, but I will not say that it was too long. There was a lot to get through, and Quinn does all of this relationship in the exact way it needed to be so it didn’t seem like a rushed must fit into the perfect HEA formula. It was real and raw and just so so perfect. Loved it! Not sure whose story we will get next, but I’m ready for any of the boys!
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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