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BROKEN PLAY
Birmingham Rebels #1
Samantha Kane
Releasing Sept 1st, 2015
Perfect for fans of Shayla Black and
Lexi Blake, the deeply sensual new Birmingham Rebels series introduces an
unforgettable team of chiseled football gods—and the daring, provocative games
they play behind closed doors.
Birmingham Rebels offensive linemen
Beau Perez and Cass Zielinski are inseparable, on and off the field. Cass, the
captain with the cowboy swagger, is a loose cannon. Beau, the veteran tight
end, is cool under pressure. And ever since they were caught on tape in a
steamy threesome, their exploits have fueled more than a few tabloid
headlines—and naughty fantasies.
Marian Treadwell knows all about the
video. And now that she’s the Rebels’ new assistant offensive coach, she can’t
look at Beau and Cass without picturing their hard, naked bodies—with her
pressed in between. Marian would like nothing more than to indulge those
impulses, but she knows better than to get too close to her players, a bunch of
adrenaline-fueled alpha males who don’t always follow the rules.
Just the thought of sharing the
gorgeous yet guarded Marian drives Cass wild. At first, Beau isn’t sure she’s
right for them . . . and lately, all he desires is a little alone time with
Cass to explore their new intimacy. But it’s only a matter of time before Cass
breaks through both of their defenses. Because when seduction is the game plan,
he always plays to win.
Broken Play is intended for mature audiences.
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“Get.
In. Here.” Marian spoke in that one-word-sentence staccato that had become so
popular on television and that she’d sworn she’d never imitate. Now she knew it
wasn’t a choice. She was simply so mad she couldn’t get more than one word out
at a time. Beau didn’t argue. He simply slid sideways in through her office
door, past where she stood holding it. She started to close it, but a hand
grabbed it from the hallway and pushed it open again. Cass. Of course. “Can’t I
even yell at him without your presence?” she asked coldly.
“Nope.
Team captain. Got to be here.” Cass turned and closed the door behind him, then
leaned against it, his arms crossed, that damn cowboy hat in one hand.
“Fine,”
Marian said. “Since you piss me off, too, you can share the punishment.”
“I
don’t take punishment,” Cass said, his usual charming smile gone as he gave her
a heated stare that made sweat pop out along her spine. “I give it.”
It
took Marian a moment to get past the images that flashed through her head at
that outrageous claim. “On the field, not in my office,” she said a little
unsteadily.
“Anywhere
I choose,” Cass told her calmly.
“Maybe
I should go,” Beau said from behind her.
Marian
jumped and spun around to face him. She hadn’t been paying attention. She
couldn’t believe she’d let him flank her like that.
“Settle,”
Cass said quietly but firmly. “There’s no threat here.”
“You
just made threats,” she countered, backing up until her back hit the wall a few
feet off to Cass’s left.
“No,”
he said, the charm back in his voice, a sexy little drawl making it sound like Naw.
“Those were promises.”
She
actually felt a bead of sweat slip down her cleavage, and she shivered.
“Stop
it,” Beau said. “You’re scaring her.” She glanced at him and he looked a little
sad, his eyes big and golden brown, and soft with some emotion she couldn’t
name. Instinctively she knew he wasn’t the threat here, which threw her into
confusion. Wasn’t he the one in charge?
“I’m
not scared,” she said. It was a knee-jerk reaction, something she’d said so
often in the past few years—to others and to herself—that it was second nature.
Cass
sort of rolled himself along the wall toward her until he was leaning over her,
not quite pressed against her, his hands on either side of her head, one still
holding his hat. “Good,” he said, his voice rough and heavy with wanting. “I
don’t want you scared.”
She
was breathing too fast. “Move your arms,” she said, and she winced at the panic
in her voice.
“Cass,”
Beau said. She saw his hand on Cass’s shoulder and her heart nearly beat out of
her chest. She had to put her hand up to her chest and press against it to make
sure it didn’t.
“You
know I’d never hurt you,” Cass said softly. He turned and tossed his hat onto
the couch, against the opposite wall. Then he dropped both arms to his sides.
He didn’t move back, though. He stayed close enough that she could feel his
heat and smell his cologne and a hint of his sweat and deodorant and laundry
detergent and shampoo, all the things that combined to be Cass’s scent. She
hadn’t realized she knew his smell so well. It was an odd thought and made her
frown at him. He frowned back. “Don’t you?” he asked.
It
took a moment to remember what he’d said. “Yes.” She did know it. But that
didn’t make her heart slow down, because she wasn’t afraid of him. She was
afraid of herself, and what she’d let him do if she let go.
“Yell
at me.” Beau’s soft words were lost in Cass’s gaze for a second and then they
sank in.
“I
should,” she said, standing straighter and tugging on the hem of her shirt
nervously. “What in the hell do you think you were doing out there?” She pushed
on Cass’s chest, but he wouldn’t budge, so she stood on tiptoe and glared at
Beau over his shoulder.
“Speaking
my mind,” Beau said. He walked over and dropped down on the couch, easily
within her sight, making sure not to crush Cass’s hat. “It’s been a long time
since I’ve been able to do that.”
“So
you decide to do it on my watch?” Marian said in a strangled voice. “Gee,
thanks.”
“On
your watch?” Beau asked, obviously getting angry. “Now you’re my babysitter,
too? Jesus, how many do I need?”
“What’s
that supposed to mean?” Cass said, turning to glare at Beau, hands on his hips.
“Don’t
try to distract me with a lovers’ quarrel,” Marian warned them. “I’m still
pissed about Beau’s big mouth.”
Cass
slowly swung his head back around and pinned her to the wall with his stare. He
had the bluest eyes, and they could go cold and hard as fast as they could turn
hot and heavy-lidded. “Lovers’ quarrel?” he asked quietly. Too quietly. Marian
tried to slide sideways along the wall, out of his reach.
“That’s
right,” she said, full of false bravado. She thought for a second that this
must be what the canary felt like before the cat pounced.
Suddenly
Beau laughed loudly, a harsh bark that sounded more incredulous than amused. It
broke Cass’s stare and Marian quickly moved over to lean against her desk,
facing them on more solid ground. “What’s so funny?”
“We”—he
gestured between him and Cass—“are not lovers. We’re friends and we fuck women
together. That’s it.” He didn’t sound happy about it. Or was he unhappy that
people thought they were?
“Beau.”
This time it was Cass trying to yank on the leash with a warning in his voice.
“Forget
it,” Beau said flatly. “I’ve come out of my shell today. I’m not crawling back
in.”
REVIEW:
I was really excited to have an opportunity to review this book because it takes place near
my hometown! The beginning of the book started off great and the men in this story are
oh-so-damn-delicious!!! Their chemistry is amazing and they compliment each other so well that it is very hard to want one without the other. Their personalities played off of each other so that while Cass is gruff, Beau is sweet and together you get a sweet and spicy combo
that will have you drooling on yourself!
I really liked Marian too. She was a strong-willed, sexy woman who took no bullshit from the guys on the field. I'm not sure that I related well to how Marian dealt with getting over an
issue that happened to her but everyone heals differently.
There are some very steamy scenes in this book. It was all so sexy and steamy but he, um, "dinner" at the end of the book was HOT, HOT, HOT!!!
Loved the steaminess of this book and I want to read MORE!!! PLEASE!!!
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Samantha Kane lives in North
Carolina with her husband and three children, two boys and one girl. With a
master’s degree in American history, she spent seven years as a high school
history teacher before becoming a full-time writer and mom.
