Release Blitz: Bombshells: Sarina Bowen
Bombshells
Release Date April 13, 2021
𝙏𝙝𝙚 𝙬𝙤𝙢𝙚𝙣'𝙨 𝙡𝙚𝙖𝙜𝙪𝙚 𝙞𝙨 𝙞𝙣 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙝𝙤𝙪𝙨𝙚! 𝘼𝙣𝙙 𝘽𝙧𝙤𝙤𝙠𝙡𝙮𝙣 𝙬𝙞𝙡𝙡 𝙣𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙧 𝙗𝙚 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙨𝙖𝙢𝙚 𝙖𝙜𝙖𝙞𝙣 𝙛𝙤𝙧 𝘼𝙣𝙩𝙤𝙣 𝘽𝙖𝙮𝙚𝙧 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙩𝙚𝙖𝙢…
This is my last chance to ditch my playboy reputation and finally fulfill my potential. So I’ve made three rules for our biggest season yet: no boozing, no women, and no scandals.
Especially that last thing.
So who do I befriend on the very first day back at the rink? An amazing female hockey player. I want Sylvie in a way that’s more than just friendly. I crave her. But I have a championship to win, and so does she.
Then she gets her heart broken by my teammate, and I make the foolish mistake of comforting her in the best way I know how. Our night together sets off a string of sins.
Nobody can know about our affair, especially my overprotective teammate. I can’t let anyone see into my greedy little heart. Not even her.
The things I want from her, and the things we’ve already done? If anyone knew, there’d be bombshells.
Anton Bayer, also nicknamed Baby Bayer, is back on the Bruisers lineup after sending a summer down in the minors. He has learned his lesson that alcohol, women, and partying do not help your hockey career flourish, so he is determined to stay focused and avoid vices, scandals, and distractions.
Of course the first practice, he says a goalie that turns his head. A new bombshell, Sylvie. The goalie of the new pro woman's team, The Bombshells. She comes to Brooklyn from Canada and is excited for her big break and also to be near the guy she has crushed on for years who is also a hockey player.
Both really should be focusing on practicing and proving themselves. But there is an attraction and chemistry they just cannot deny. He thinks he is not boyfriend material and her life is a bit complicated. They just seem to click, but also tend to overthink.
A girl who thought she wanted one thing but now may be wanting another, a commitment-phobe player with a bad rep, sneaking around, breaking the bro-code, and friends-with-benefits. What could go wrong? Eventually, something is bound to.
This is a fun, sweet, sexy, heartfelt love story between two professional hockey players. I really liked Anton and Sylvie. They were just so adorable and hot together, even if they were a bit clueless at times. It brings back our Brooklyn Bruisers friends and introduces us to the women's team. I love the fun dynamics of the group. There are also some fun cameos from other Sarina stories. And the teens in one of the charity events just add fun and depth to the story. This is another enjoyable one in this series and I am ready for more.
Anton Bayer is known to his teammates as “Baby Bayer” and has a reputation as a party animal and playboy. He needs to clean up his image this year if he wants to extend his contract so has some pretty strict rules for himself, including no women and no scandals.
Sylvie is part of the newly formed Bombshells, the Brooklyn women's hockey team, and though she has spent some time off the ice, is ready to prove she still has what it takes to play at a high caliber. But she is also using this time in Brooklyn to see if she can start a relationship with her long time crush, another Bruisers player.
These two build a friendship first, as Sylvie has her eye on another man. But I loved the way they started slow and supported each other’s needs and wants. Anton knows he is interested in more, but between his rules for the season and her interest in his teammate, he tries to hide his growing feelings. But he is also her friend, and when she gets her heartbroken he is right there to pick up the pieces.
I had the pleasure of listening to the audio for my review copy, and I can enthusiastically say I’m so glad I made that choice. Desiree Ketchum and Patrick Zeller give great performances that had me laughing out loud at times and seriously swooning at others.
This was a lot of fun to read, to watch the buildup of the women’s team, and to revisit some familiar Bruiser’s players and partners. Anton and Sylvie volunteer together, and the bonds they build with the teens in their program were enjoyable to watch as well. I am looking forward to seeing more from the new group of women introduced here. They have some unique characters with what I can only guess will be intriguing situations.
Long after daylight arrives, I lay stretched out in my bed, my eyes shut, fighting off the reality of morning.
My thighs ache, probably from yesterday’s workout. But I’m also deliciously sore in some places I didn’t know I could be sore.
Behind my shuttered eyelids, the night isn’t over yet. If I stay in this dreamlike place, I can relive each thrill that Anton gave me. Each stroke of his magic hands across my bare skin.
As first times go, I realize I’ve hit the jackpot. His obvious skill and devotion to female pleasure make me a very lucky girl.
But that wasn’t last night’s biggest surprise. It wasn’t just the thrills and chills. It was the heady emotional journey that we seemed to take together. His kisses tasted as hungry as mine. His touch was reverent, his words desperate.
Maybe it’s all in my head. A girl can imagine a deep connection that isn’t really there.
I’m a pro at that, actually.
But it felt so real. Even after the last groan and gasp had passed, Anton’s kisses didn’t stop. As I floated down from the extreme high of sexual pleasure, his lips continued to trace my neck, and gentle hands smoothed over my hips and down my back.
That part—the aftermath—was just as beautiful to me. I’d never wanted it to end.
Eventually, he’d gotten up to visit my bathroom. I’d heard him running the sink and washing up. Then I’d braced myself for his departure. His team began an eight-day road trip this morning. It’s not like he had a lot of extra time to share.
But he hadn’t thrown on his clothes and left. Instead, he’d come back to the bed, straightening out the covers we’d tossed around during our sex fest.
Then he’d lifted the covers and slid in beside me.
Feeling blessed, I’d rolled to meet him in the middle, where strong arms wrapped me into the sweetest embrace.
We hadn’t spoken much. I’d felt too dreamy for casual conversation. And I don’t know what I would have found to say besides wow and thank you and please feel free to do that again.
My silence had also prevented me from blurting out the news that the whole experience had been a first for me. That’s nobody’s business but mine. And Anton doesn’t need the burden of dealing with my strange life choices.
I didn’t want him to know, because it would have changed everything. He didn’t baby me. His brand of aggressive, bossy, emotional lust was a real eye-opener.
But only metaphorically, because I refuse to open my eyes.
Although I’d already cheated once, when I’d rolled over to discover that Anton had left me a note—short and sweet and just as perfect as our night together.
Sylvie—you are a sleeping beauty. There aren’t words to describe last night. Except maybe “Wow.” I will call you tonight. —A.B.
And there was a smiley face. When I’d read the note, that smiley face had matched my own.
“Sylvie,” comes Fiona’s voice through the door, followed by a knock. “Are you still in bed?”
“Yes. So?” I cover my eyes with one arm, as if the extra barrier could prevent the day from arriving.
“Get up. We have to go to brunch.”
I search my memory for anything related to brunch and come up empty. “Why? Shouldn’t you be at work?” I stretch lazily.
“It’s Sunday. Get up. You have twenty minutes to shower and get dressed.”
“Or else?” I do not understand the urgency.
“Or else I will combust from all the questions I have for you.”
Uh-oh. Fiona seems to know that I wasn’t alone in my bedroom last night. Maybe she heard Anton leave. But I’m not about to tell the whole team about my wild night. “It’s just going to be you and me at brunch, right?”
“If you don’t get up, I’ll start inviting other people.”
“No!” I throw off the comforter. “Fine. I’m getting up.”
Sarina Bowen is the RITA® Award winning author of over thirty contemporary novels. She most recently hit the USA Today bestseller's list in January, with Overnight Sensation. Formerly a derivatives trader on Wall Street, Sarina holds a BA in economics from Yale University.
Sarina Bowen is a New Englander whose Vermont ancestors cut timber and farmed the north country since the 1760s. Sarina is grateful for the invention of indoor plumbing and wi-fi during the intervening 250 years. On a few wooded acres, she lives with her husband, two boys, and an ungodly amount of ski and hockey gear.
Sarina's books are published in a dozen languages on four continents. In 2016, The Romance Writers of America honored HIM by Sarina Bowen & Elle Kennedy with a RITA award for Best Contemporary Romance, Mid-Length.
Sarina Bowen is a New Englander whose Vermont ancestors cut timber and farmed the north country since the 1760s. Sarina is grateful for the invention of indoor plumbing and wi-fi during the intervening 250 years. On a few wooded acres, she lives with her husband, two boys, and an ungodly amount of ski and hockey gear.
Sarina's books are published in a dozen languages on four continents. In 2016, The Romance Writers of America honored HIM by Sarina Bowen & Elle Kennedy with a RITA award for Best Contemporary Romance, Mid-Length.
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