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JARED

If I had a dollar for every time Banner Morales made my heart skip a beat...

The heart everyone assumes is frozen over.

Her anger is...arousing.

Every glare from those fire-spitting eyes, every time she grits her teeth,

gets me...well, you know.

If I had a dollar for every time she's put me in my place, I'd be an even richer man.

I'm a successful sports agent because I assume "no" means you'll think about it.

I'm sure what you meant to say is "Coming right up.”

They say even rich men don't always get what they want,

but those men don't know how to play the game. The trick is to keep them guessing.

Take Banner. She assumes she's winning, but this game?

She doesn't even know how to play.

BANNER

If I had a dollar for every time Jared Foster broke my heart, I’d have exactly one dollar.

One night. One epic fail. One dollar...and I'm out.

I've moved on.

I’ve found success in a field ruled by men.

Anything they can do, I have done better.

They can keep the field while I call the shots, blocking them when I have to.

And Jared has the nerve to think he gets a second chance?

Boy, please. Go sit down. Have several seats.

I'll just be over here ignoring the man carved from my fantasies with a lust-tipped chisel.

Oh, I didn't say the struggle wasn't real.

But I've got that one dollar, and Jared won't have me.

REVIEW

Whatever I will say will not make this book justice, it never does when it comes to Kennedy Ryan's books. You have to read her books to get what I mean. Reading her books is always an experience, one that will knock you off your ass, rock your soul and completely steal your breath.

Even though Block Shot was much softer than Long Shot, it still wrecked my heart, made me tear up and left me breathless so many times. Banner and Jared's story was so damn special. I highlighted so many moments, so many pages. Kennedy's words are always so soulful, and the messages in her books always touch me in a way no one has ever done, and the message in Block Shot really hit home.

Banner is one of the fiercest, most amazing characters I have ever had the pleasure of meeting. She is bad ass and I want to be like her when I grow up. Banner was a force to be reckoned with and I just loved her strength and fierceness, even when inside she was at her lowest. I saw so much of myself, so many of my own insecurities in her, I hope one day I will get to be as confident as she was in her self and her work. I feel like a lot of woman will see themselves in her too.

Jared was pretty bad ass too. You can't help but love the guy as soon as you meet him. He is a jerk but he is loyal and so swoon worthy. I hated what happened between him and Banner that separated them and made them enemies but that moment helped shape who they became. And years later they were both bad ass sports agents, who happened to be rivals.

Forced to work together because of their players, the attraction and connection that had always been there between them was impossible to ignore. And Jared, having a second chance in his hands with the one woman who was his match, was willing to do anything, play all his cards to win her back and never let her go again. But their journey was anything but easy on their consciousness, on their hearts and on every part of their lives.

I've come to know that no one writes a story like Kennedy. Her books always go beyond a simple story, they convey important messages, they make people feel and think. Her characters are always fierce in their own way, they overcome the worst hardships and always come out on top, showing that you can overcome everything, that you're stronger than you think and you can find your HEA no matter what life puts you through.

Block Shot was beyond amazing. You will fall in love with Banner and Jared straight away and you will root for them from the very first page until the very end, no matter the sins they make along the way. These two will have you on the edge of your seat, not knowing what will happen next, you will second guess it again and again. Their chemistry will have your blood boiling, will leave you panting, breathless and wanting more and more of these two amazing characters. Their journey will make your heart ache, will make you cry for them and others in their path but it will all be worth it in the end. Because Jared and Banner's story is beautiful and heart-wrenching but so so amazing and right despite all the wrongs that were done by them and to them.

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Excerpt:

I stretch my arm toward the wall and turn out the lights.

With the light snuffed out, my other senses rise, hunting for her in the dark. The smell of her hair and her quick, shallow breaths. My sight adjusts until the heavy black curtain completely obscuring her fades to gray. Light from the outer room spills under the door, revealing just the shape, the outline of her, but still camouflaging details. I cup her cheek, taking a moment to appreciate the softness of her skin, the silky hair brushing my knuckles. I’m not an idiot. She wants the lights out because she’s self-conscious, but from my perspective, she has nothing to be ashamed of.

“I think you’re beautiful, Ban.”

“You do?” she asks, her voice hushed.

My words surprise me as much as they seem to surprise her, because I don’t say shit like that to girls. The prettiest ones usually seem to already know, which makes any admiration I’d express redundant. But Banner . . . she’s so beautiful, and I’m not sure she knows.

“I do.” I push the hair away from her face.

“Uh . . . thank you.” Her laugh isn’t much more than a breath. “The lights are out, so I’m not sure that compliment counts.”

“I know your face by heart. You have seven freckles here.” I swipe a finger over the straight bridge of her nose and drift down to caress her full lips and the tiny dent in her cheek her smile displays. “And a dimple right here.”

I explore the smooth skin of her nape, under a heavy fall of hair.

“Now I want to know your body, too,” I say softly. “Take off your clothes for me, Banner.”

After a sharply indrawn breath, she raises her arms. The rustle of her clothes—the sweatshirt, jeans, socks, shoes—being discarded whisper in the dark. I approximate her by touch, reaching for her arms and closing my fingers around the softness, the velvety skin. I lower my head and run my nose along her neck, discovering.

“You always smell so good.” I’ve wanted to tell her that since the first night we studied here.

“Pretty Pastel,” she replies, her laugh low, nervous.

“What?” I pause.

“The smell. It’s my dryer sheets. The scent is Pretty Pastel.”

“I like it.” I resume my exploration, running a palm over her shoulder, her collarbone until I find the soft, full weight of her breasts, testing them in my hands, cupping them, holding them, brushing the nipples with my thumbs until they pebble and her breaths come harshly.

“You like that?” I ask.

I see her head nod in the semi-darkness. “Yeah. It feels good.”

Her touch startles me in the best way, her hand finding my face, traveling over my mouth, eyes, and hair. I sense her approach, feel tiny pants of breath on my lips, and anticipation has me panting, too, shortens my breath and sharpens my senses. Her mouth seeks mine, eager and sweet when she kisses me. Her pleasure, her excitement matches, answers, fans mine.

I guide her back down to the couch, and with a hand at her shoulder, urge her to stretch out. I’d shave points off my GPA for a glimpse of her, but she doesn’t want that. I get it, so I settle for a taste.

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About Kennedy

A Top 30 Amazon Bestseller, Kennedy Ryan writes about women from all walks of life, empowering them and placing them firmly at the center of each story and in charge of their own destinies. Her heroes respect, cherish and lose their minds for the women who capture their hearts.

She is a wife to her lifetime lover and mother to an extraordinary son. She has always leveraged her journalism background to write for charity and non-profit organizations, but enjoys writing to raise Autism awareness most. A contributor for Modern Mom Magazine and Frolic, Kennedy’s writings have appeared in Chicken Soup for the Soul, USA Today and many others. The founder and executive director of a foundation serving Atlanta Autism families, she has appeared on Headline News, Montel Williams, NPR and other media outlets as an advocate for families living with autism.

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