Friday, January 22, 2016

Book Review: The Baller (Down & Dirty Football #1) by Vi Keeland #Giveaway

The last thing that up and coming sports reporter Delilah Maddox needs during her first locker room interview is a cocky football player giving her a hard time. However, that is exactly what she gets from star quarterback Brody Easton. Emphasis on cocky and hard. Brody isn't used to women turning him down and he wants Delilah badly, but she doesn't go out with "players." What follows is a relentless, sexy and comical pursuit that Delilah has no hopes on escaping. But Brody has some shit in his past so what happens when all of that resurfaces just when he's got Delilah right where he wants her?

I have had the honor and pleasure of reading and reviewing most of Vi Keeland's book and I swear each one is better than the last. The Baller is by far my favorite from this author and one of my top 2 favorites of 2016 so far. It was just brilliant! It had humor and amazing tension and sexy times while also blending in an intense level of emotions. I loved Brody, of course (who wouldn't?), but who I really fell in love with was Delilah. It's not often that I like a heroine this much, as in never, but Delilah was awesome. So strong and sometimes hilarious. There was a certain scene with a certain outfit that had me hysterical I may have even peed a little bit. She is seriously amazing and I want to be her when I grow up.

There was also a character that I hated withe very fiber of my being, but you will figure out who that is when you read this book. And you WILL read this book because it is absolutely a MUST READ in my opinion. I hope there are more Down & Dirty Football novels to come in the future.

Favorite Quotes
"I think most women, especially women who work hard and have a lot on their mind, prefer a man to come home, lift her off her feet and take her against the wall rather than hand her some bullshit flowers and pussyfoot around with sweet gestures all night.”

“There’s nothing else I would like to do than fuck you full of sorry.”

“What time is your flight?”
“About an hour after I come inside of you twice. Whatever time that is.”

“You have a one-track mind.”
“I do. All Delilah’s pussy. All the time.”

A new song had just started, and I was enjoying his company when a voice behind me said, “Can I cut in?”
My head whipped around, even though I had no doubt whom the gravelly voice belonged to.
Michael was gracious. “I hate to share. But I suppose I have been hogging the most beautiful woman at the event.” He let go of my hand and stepped back with a gentlemanly nod. “Thank you for the dance, Delilah.”
Again Brody Easton had caught me off guard. Before I knew it, I was dancing with the arrogant jerk.  He wrapped his arms around me and pulled my body tight against his. Way tighter than Michael had held me.
“Good to see you again, Lois Lane.”
The man had balls; I had to give him that. I looked him straight in the eyes. “Nice to see you with clothes on, Easton.”
“Do you prefer me without?”
“I prefer you on the other side of the room.”
He chuckled. It was a hearty laugh. “That’s what happens sometimes when you decide you want to hang out in the men’s locker room.”
I tried to pull back, but he tightened his grip and held me in place. I craned my neck. “Let go of me.”
“That’s right. No.”
“I can scream at the top of my lungs.”
“I’d like to hear you scream.” His tone made it clear he meant he wanted me underneath him while I was doing the screaming.
“You’re an asshole. You know that?”
“I do. You asked me that yesterday. For a reporter, you should really try changing up your questions more frequently.”
My eyes bulged.
Easton shifted his hand down to the small of my back before twirling us around the dance floor. Figures the prick can dance.
“Are you seeing anyone?”
“You can’t be serious?”
He ignored my comment. “Would you like to have dinner tonight?”
“We just ate.”
“Dessert at my place, then?”
I couldn’t help but laugh. “Did you hit your head at the game yesterday?”
“On a diet, huh?”
 “Yeah. That’s it. I don’t want to go to your place for dessert because I’m on a diet.”
“Well, that’s just a shame.”

Title: The Baller
Series: Down & Dirty Football #1
Author: Vi Keeland
Genre: Contemporary Romance
The first time I met Brody Easton was in the men’s locker room.
It was my first interview as a professional sportscaster.
The famed quarterback decided to bare all.
And by all, I don’t mean he told me any of his secrets.
No.  The arrogant ass decided to drop his towel, just as I asked the first question.  On camera.
The Super Bowl MVP quickly adopted a new hobby—screwing with me.
When I pushed back, he shifted from wanting to screw with me, to wanting to screw me.
But I don’t date players.
And it’s not because I’m one of the few women working in the world of professional football.
I’d date an athlete.
It’s the other kind of player I don’t date.
You know the type.  Good looking, strong, cocky, always looking to get laid.

Brody Easton was the ultimate player.
Every woman wanted to be the one to change him.
But the truth was, all he needed was a girl worth changing for.
Turned out, I was that girl.
Simple right?
Let’s face it.  It never is.
There’s a story between once upon a time and happily ever after…
And this one is ours.


About the Author
Vi Keeland is a native New Yorker with three children that occupy most of her free time, which she complains about often, but wouldn't change for the world. She is a bookworm and has been known to read her kindle at stop lights, while styling her hair, cleaning, walking, during sporting events, and frequently while pretending to work.  She is a boring attorney by day, and an exciting smut author by night!

Twitter: @ViKeeland

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