Tuesday, 23 May 2017

Review: Down & Dirty by Tracy Wolff

****4 STARS****

I have a bit of a love/hate relationship with sport romances. I don't actively seek them out, but if an author I enjoy writes one, I'm all in. Having read several Tracy Wolff books (I especially loved Lovegame), I was excited to read Down & Dirty. A famous football player and a real estate agent? Can't say I recall that combination before which has me even more excited.

Right from the first scene I feel a bit in love with both Emerson and Hunter. Not so steller first impressions definition make for a fun and entertaining start to a romance. I adored how Emerson didn't let him get away with much. Hunter is so used to pulling out his fame and charming good looks to help him get whatever he wants and get away with anything, but Emerson seems completely immune which leaves him off balanced and intrigued.

Pretty quickly these two find themselves in a hot and heavy affair. Wolff writes really steamy scenes and they were here in full force. They both have pretty intense personalities which lead to some fabulous dialogue and situations I ate up. There was just enough drama added to the plot to keep things interesting without it getting to be too much. Tracy Wolff always writes a steamy sold romance and this was no exception. While not my favourite by her, I definitely enjoyed it and look forward to her next book.

Reviewed by Rosemary Feil 

This hard-bodied football star is used to scoring. But he needs all the right moves to get past a fiery redhead’s defenses in a steamy standalone novel from the bestselling author of Ruined.

Emerson: Talk about bad first impressions. I have too much riding on this job to show up late on my first day looking like the winner of a wet T-shirt contest, all thanks to an arrogant quarterback who drives like he owns the road. Hunter Browning thinks that because he’s famous, he can fix everything with a smile and a wave of his hand. He’s too bronzed, buff, and beautiful for his own good. Or mine. I can’t let on that I’m a fan . . . no matter how much fun we’d have in the sack.

Hunter: Hitting that puddle was my best play since winning the Super Bowl with a touchdown pass. Sure, it’s not my preferred way to get a girl wet, but I’ll make an exception for Emerson Day. She’s got a sharp tongue and a red-hot temper, even with her soaking clothes plastered to her every curve. Now I know exactly what my next play will be: hire Emerson as my personal real-estate agent, save her job—and see if I can take her off the market.

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