The Deal

It's messed up how much I'm enjoying this. Just hanging out with a girl without worrying about how I'm going to get rid of her or that she's going to start making demands on me.

Garret, that is like the least messed up part of this whole book.

I wanted to try my first hockey romance this year, and for some reason I chose The Deal by Elle Kennedy. I can't remember what or who initially drew me into this book, but I ended up loving the way the author incorporated so many fun tropes — bad boy with a soft spot, forced to share a bed, fake dating, etc. The bickering between characters and the melodrama of the plot made this the perfectly quick read to get me out of my latest reading slump and I devoured it in a day or two.

That being said, this book was also kind of terrible. In fact, I'd like to give a bombastic side-eye to the following:

✦ The part where Garret or Gavin or Graham calls her playlist “wicked eclectic” and it's literally Etta James, Adele, Queen, Ella Fitzgerald, Aretha, and the Beatles. I love those musicians, but I wouldn't call that an eclectic range.

✦ The part where Garret flashes a boyish grin and Hannah thinks to herself,

He really has mastered that little boy look. Except he's not a little boy. He's a man with a big, strong body and a chin that lifts in determination.

I hope the answer to that is yes and that they anal-probed you for ten hours straight, because you deserve it for ignoring me for more than a week

Maybe because I know what a slut Logan can be. I can't even count the number of times I've seen a chick do a walk of shame out of his bedroom.

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The Deal