Perfect Game by Collette West Publication Date: March 13, 2015 Genres: Contemporary, Romance, Sports
For New York Kings' first baseman Scott Harper, scoring women is easy. He's ready to get naked anytime, anywhere. But when a hacker leaks his nude selfies, he's unprepared for the scrutiny his full-frontals receive.Carrie McKenzie has a love-hate relationship with her body. No longer the fat chick guys can ignore, she wins the job as the Kings' clubhouse reporter. With her svelte new figure, she nabs an exclusive interview with Scott to get his take on the scandal. However, the two are already on a first-name basis after Scott came on to her in the hotel bar, and she woke up in his arms. The problem is that Scott doesn't do relationships and Carrie doesn't date jocks, yet the way they burn up the sheets is deserving of more than just a one-night stand. Scott shows Carrie that he has a sweet, caring side beneath all the swagger. But can she really trust her heart to the biggest player in the game?
Perfect Game by Collette West is not the typical book I read, but it was enjoyable all the same. This is a sports romance novel that is heavier on the romance than the sports, which is why it worked for me. I enjoy stories driven by characters and the events that change them. In this case, we follow the lives of Scott Harper and Carrie McKenzie as they share with the reader their romance told through their alternating perspectives.
First the romance. Scott and Carrie have a palpable tension but this is not a novel of will they or won’t they. I was never in doubt about them as a couple, though there were times I wished I would have been. A few plot twists arise that threaten to tear the two of them apart, but never really do. In a way that is good, showing a couple who is able to talk through their insecurities and perceptions, though given the type of personalities we are first introduced too, I was surprised that it came so naturally to them. There are also numerous scenes of intimacy, which don’t put me off, but I felt didn’t always add anything to the progression of the story and at times slowed it down.
Next the sports. There are a couple of sticking points on this for me. First, Carrie’s lineage being unknown to Scott, who is a longtime and valued player on The Kings, was a bit of a stretch. Her family not wanting him for her after a scandal was not. But there are some random subplot lines that left me hanging and the Bonus Chapter at the end felt odd. The story gets closed out so nicely then this bonus chapter appears and brings up things I didn’t really need to know. This is my personal opinion, mind you.
Overall, I was glad I took the time to read this story and get to know these characters. It is full of a good romance, family dynamic, and a thrilling sports event.
I turn around, and my eyes zero in on the door. My heart starts hammering in my chest because Scott
is standing there looking absolutely incredible in a crisp, white shirt and tight, black pants.
"Oh my God, he came alone,” I mumble, hardly believing it to be true as my heart skips a beat. I
thought for sure he’d want to show me up by draping some rail-thin model on his arm. “Damn it.
Why does he always have to look so amazing?”
"'Cause he's Scott Harper,” Grey chuckles.
Chase is waving Grey over, and she gives me a wry grin.
“Poor Jake never stood a chance, did he?" She gives my hand a quick squeeze before moving through
the crowd to join her husband.
I turn my back to the revelry and face the wall, trying to collect myself. This is going to suck so bad.
Yeah, I accepted Jake’s offer just to piss Scott off because I'd thought he’d bring one of his past
flames in a surefire tit-for-tat move, but he didn’t. Now, I feel like an idiot. I thought Scott didn’t
want to be seen with me in front of his teammates because I don’t quite measure up to the standard
he’s used to. But this is a couple’s party, and he flouted the rules and came here stag, willing to be the
odd man out, just because of me.
He'd asked me to go with him and I'd said no, but he hadn’t asked anyone else either. He'd been
serious. He hadn't just offered me some secondhand invitation because his friend had beat him to it.
He really wanted to go with me, and I messed it all up by coming with Jake.
I feel myself start to shake, but then a familiar hand grazes the exposed skin on my back, making me
"Hey, Care Bear.”
I glance over my shoulder, and Scott’s face is so close that I can almost taste the velvety softness of
his lips. I’m lost in the moment as I find myself turning into his strong, hard frame, loving how his
hand never leaves my body. Instead, his fingers skim the curve of my waist, following my every
movement. His gray eyes are stormy with desire when we finally come face to face. He wasted no
time in coming over to me, and my heart flutters at the thought. He’s sending a clear message: He’s
here because of me, and he doesn’t care who knows it.