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Review: The Locker Room, Meghan Quinn


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The Locker Room by Meghan Quinn

Release Date: June 20th
Genre: Contemporary Romance
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Blurb:
Have you heard the rumor around campus about the locker room?

If you haven't, let me enlighten you: Legend has it if you bring a girl into the sacred after-game domain of the baseball locker room, it will end with a walk down the aisle. One rowdy and naked encounter against the lockers with the girl of your dreams will make her your wife.

Translation: baseball players are stupidly superstitious and believe the locker room has magical powers.

But not all baseball players are superstitious, me included.

So when the girl I've fallen for brushes me off, I start to question if I need to switch my way of thinking. Maybe it's time I finally hand out a coveted invitation to the locker room.

The only question is, will she accept?

REVIEW
A new favorite from Meghan Quinn without a doubt! I freaking LOVED this book! It was everything I desired from a college + sports romance: a cute relationship, super funny characters, all the feels and a really good chemistry (even though this one is kind of a slow burn).

I devoured this book and boy had I missed that feeling. Meghan's words reeled me in as soon as I started it and she got me laughing out loud soon after too. There were so many funny moments that had me laughing left and right. But this story is not just sunshine and rainbows  ... although for the most part it's Knox trying to get the girl to hang out with him on a more than friends level and that's incredibly fun and entertaining to read, things do get eavy with Emory's past and the reason she's so reluctant to go out with Knox and jump into a new relationship.

Knox is just so lovable and trust me you'll fall at his feet. He is also impossible to resist and persistent in the best way, as much as Emery tries to fight him, he ends up catching her heart real fast. These two are impossibly cute together and the bond they create, first building up a friendship and slowly progressing to more, is beautiful. I honestly swooned so much over these two. They take things slow, even when they start dating and it's very refreshing and so fun (you'll see why) but that doesn't mean they don't get their rocks on, they sure find some hot and fun ways to work out their sexual frustration. It's pretty steamy between them.

But we all know the typical issues that come up in college sport romances' relationships right? Well this one so surprised me because I just didn't see it coming and it kind of shook me. Not that it was something different but I just literally hadn't been expecting the story or their relationship to take that turn, specially not when things were starting to get so darn perfect. I guess I wasn't expecting the other shoe to drop like I should have.
So yeah... our beautiful sweet couple is separated for a couple years (Yup, you read that right) and when they find each other again, all the feelings are still there, the good and the bad, almost as if it all had happened just the day before. It was pretty crazy to see these two characters see each other after so many years and how they reacted to seeing each other after so long. It was pretty crazy and beautiful nevertheless. These two were truly meant to be and I'm happy that even after so long, they both still loved each other as much as before and were able to forgive and move on, together. I just have to point out that this part of the story felt super rushed, I think I needed a little more and they deserved it too after being apart for so long. That's the only reason why I'm not giving this book a full 5 stars. Because I seriously loved this book and couple with all my heart.

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Excerpt:
This map is useless.
Easy to read, my ass. I need a magnifying glass to make out any of the color-coded buildings on this thing and unfortunately, I left my magnifying glass in my other skirt. That was sarcasm, if you didn’t catch it.
Standing next to a wonky-looking tree, I try to act as casual as possible—hip popped out, interested glances, the usual—as I hide a school map beneath the pages of Pride and Prejudice , while off-handedly looking for the MacMillan building. But the wind—though subtle—isn’t making things easy.
Recently transferred from Cal State, Fullerton, I’m attempting to avoid making a fool of myself on the first day of fall classes at my new school, Brentwood University.
Unfortunately, I’m way out of my element.
For one, I know nothing about this school other than they have the best library sciences program in the country. Making the transfer a no-brainer for me the minute I realized I wanted to be a librarian. I dabbled in business at Cal State, but who was I kidding? I had no right trying to figure out micro-and macroeconomics.
A California girl through and through, Illinois is nothing like the palm trees and beaches I’ve grown up with. Don’t get me wrong, there are trees here, huge, plush, green trees everywhere, the kind of trees Bob Ross made dance on his canvas. But the smog . . . I have no idea where that is. Breathing fresh air almost feels wrong. And apparently pizza is a big deal here. I’ve heard at least three separate arguments since I’ve moved about which pizza in town is best. Let’s all be friends and be grateful there is good pizza here.
And even though this is a “small” school town outside Chicago, it’s larger than life with boisterous personalities and ivy-covered buildings that cause me to believe I’m walking on the hallowed grounds where the prosperous were educated.
Plus, I had to buy leggings for all my skirts, because the temperature doesn’t call for bare legs out here.
The wind picks up again, lifting my skirt and map at the same time. Not wanting to be known as the resident flasher on campus, I save the skirt—because even though I have leggings, I chose not to wear them today—and tamp it back down on my legs as the map lifts from my book, floats into the air, twirling and swirling only to smack a passing guy right in the face.
Whap .
“What the—?” He startles and I jump into action.
“I’m so sorry,” I say, scrambling to hold my skirt down while clutching my parted book at my chest.
The map is slowly peeled away and a pair of beautiful light blue eyes peek past the paper first, followed by the sharpest jawline I’ve ever seen, defined and tense. Light scruff matches his dirty-blond hair that is swept to the left and cut short on the sides. Dressed in a green Brentwood baseball sweatshirt and wearing a jaw-dropping smile, he chuckles and hands me the map while eyeing me up and down.
Why is he so familiar?
Those eyes.
“Not a problem, but you could have asked for help if you were lost. Slapping me with a map is an aggressive tactic, effective, but aggressive.”
That voice, that smirk. I know it from somewhere.
Feeling a light blush creep up my cheeks, I say, “Not used to the wind.”
He nods and thumbs behind him. “Lake Michigan. It’s a bitch in the winter.” He studies me for a second and then nods at my map. “Where you headed? I can help.” There is the smallest southern drawl in his voice, nothing strong, but enough to tell me he’s not from Illinois.
I know that voice. I remember specifically thinking it was hot.
Tamping down my map and folding it in my book that I snap shut quickly, I say, “I promised I’d figure this all out on my own, but looks like I might need a little help after all.”
“Don’t blame yourself; this campus is a maze with no rhyme or reason. I was lost my entire first semester. Can’t tell you how many times I was late to class.”
“That’s reassuring.”
He tilts his head to the side and gives me a small once-over. “I know you.” I don’t say anything and just as his eyes land on my chest, a smile creeps over his face, a light bulb lighting in his head. “You’re the girl who helped me find my room on Saturday.”
Oh.
Shit.
It’s the yellow-door baseball guy.
He leans forward, hands stuffed in his pockets and says, “I never forget a good pair of tits.”
As if I wasn’t blushing enough already.
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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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