We’re celebrating the release of Anatomy of a Player by Cindi Madsen!
This bad boy is about to get played…
After getting her heart broken by a player again, Whitney Porter is done with men. She’s focusing on her future career and her first assignment at the college newspaper: Posing as a sports writer for an exposé on the extra perks jocks receive. But Hudson Decker, the bad boy of the hockey team, is about to test her resolve. To keep herself from breaking her no-sex rule with the temptingly tattooed athlete, she decides to use him for a side project: Anatomy of a Player, to help Whitney—and women everywhere—spot a player, learn what makes him tick, and how to avoid falling for one.
With his life spiraling out of control, Hudson Decker’s looking for a distraction. When his teammates bet him that he can’t land the gorgeous but prickly new reporter, he accepts the challenge, boasting he’ll have her in bed by the end of the semester. But Whitney is so much more than Hudson expected, and soon enough, he’s in too deep. The last thing he needs is another complication, but staying away isn’t an option. One thing’s for certain: this girl totally throws him off his game.
It was all I could do to wait until the door to Whitney’s apartment closed to wrap my arms around her and kiss her. “Lesson one,” I said against her mouth. “You don’t want your opponent to know your next move. Keep ’em guessing. Fake a little.” I tilted my head one way, then moved it the other and lowered my lips to her neck.I backed her up a few steps and pressed her flat to the door. “Get them against the wall.”
“Then what do you do with them?” she asked, her chest rising and falling with rapid breaths.
I kissed her again, tracing her lips with my tongue before sweeping it inside.
She ran her hands up my arms and linked them behind my neck. “Mmm. I like playing hockey more than I thought would. Do I get to check you now?”
Before I could think of a snappy comeback, she dropped her shoulder and bumped into me, shoving me a foot or so before going for some imaginary puck. I grabbed her arm and spun her back to me—while she gave a halfhearted attempt at resistance, we both knew it was futile.
Her tiny squeal filled the air as I lifted her, my hands on the ass I couldn’t stop thinking about, and her legs wrapped around my waist.
“That was a pretty good check, but I’m afraid you’re going to need more extensive lessons.” I gave her a good once-over, my blood rushing faster through my veins as I did so. “I’m thinking full-body checks all around.”
She ran her palm down my whiskers, her touch calming even as it stirred up a lust-filled storm. “If we start this, we’ll never get to the article or filling in my hockey education, and I was serious about that.”
“You’re saying if I’m a really good tutor at hockey, you’ll give me a chance to tutor you in other things.”
She raised an eyebrow. “Who says I need tutoring?”
“Not me, baby. How about we tutor each other?”
“You never stop, do you?”
“I can go all night.”
She tried to pull off a reprimanding look, but she only held it a couple of seconds before a grin broke free. She gave me a quick kiss, then she unwrapped her legs and slid down my body—one long, heavenly drag that made it hard to remember we were about to stop the kissing. Her gaze dropped to the obvious bulge in my pants, and she exhaled a shaky breath. “Water. I think we should start with water.”
While she went to get the drinks, I sat on the couch and started going through hockey plays to try to get to a place where I could explain them. When Whitney re-entered the room, a gray and white cat trailed after her. As soon as he noticed me, he froze.
“He’s got a bit of an inflated ego,” Whitney said, “but he’s okay.”
I thought she meant the cat, but then she winked at me—right. I was the one with the inflated ego. There was a lot of inflating going on with me right now.
USA Today Bestselling author Cindi Madsen sits at her computer every chance she gets, plotting, revising, and falling in love with her characters. Sometimes it makes her a crazy person. Without it, she’d be even crazier. She has way too many shoes but can always find a reason to buy a new pretty pair, especially if they’re sparkly, colorful, or super tall. She loves music, dancing, and wishes summer lasted all year long. She lives in Colorado (where summer is most definitely NOT all year long) with her husband and three children.
Visit her at www.cindimadsen.com, where you can sign up for her newsletter and learn about upcoming releases.
Cindi is the author of YA books All the Broken Pieces, Cipher, Rift, Resolution, and Demons of the Sun, and adult romances Falling for Her Fiancé, Act Like You Love Me, Resisting the Hero, Cinderella Screwed Me Over and Ready to Wed.
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