Cold Fury Hockey # 2
Cold Fury Hockey # 2
By: Sawyer Bennett
Releasing February 17th, 2015
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USA Today bestselling author Sawyer Bennett hits the ice with the story of a playboy athlete whose winning ways lead him to a beautiful woman with a lot to lose.
Carolina Cold Fury star Garrett Samuelson never wants to miss out on a single minute of fun. Whether he’s playing hockey, hanging out with friends, or walking the red carpet with a new date on his arm, he lives every day to the fullest. When he meets Olivia Case, he sees someone who’s exactly his type—confident, sexy, smart . . . his next fling. But the more he pursues her, the more Garrett shares a side of himself that other women don’t normally get to see.
Olivia has been keeping a secret. While Garrett lives for the next thrill, Olivia’s not sure she’ll live to see the next day. She’s undergoing treatment for some serious medical issues, and she doesn’t have time for a relationship with no guarantees—especially one with a hot-as-sin womanizer who won’t take no for an answer. But as she gets to know the real Garrett, Olivia can’t help falling for him . . . hard. To reveal the truth would mean risking everything—but you can’t score without taking the tough shots.
I love sports romances, I love series. I love stories that grab you at page one by the heart and won't let go until the final page. This is one of those stories. Garrett is a great guy, you met him in the first book ALEX. He is good looking, talented, and enjoys his life...and the ladies. Then one night he meets Alex's girlfriend Sutton's cousin Olivia and his life will never be the same. She is smart and witty and full of sass, and turns him down when he asks her out. I loved the way they talked and bantered with each other. Their chemistry was immediate and even Garrett himself was surprised. Eventually Olivia accepts a date with him, knowing his reputation, but Garrett soon shows her himself, the real Garrett who finds her intriguing, easy to talk with and someone special he wants to get to know. Unfortunately, Olivia is dealing with a health crisis and it tests their budding relationship.
Here is where Ms Bennett starts creating an emotional roller coaster as life becomes all too real. And its just not the problems between Garrett and Olivia that arise. There is a bit of a shock to the team that will affect everyone. This story also deals with strong friendships as Alex and Garrett always have each others backs and Olivia has a champion with her friend Stevie.
This was a wonderful story filled with humor as well as doses of hard reality. Life is good, but it's not always easy. Mix that with touching emotions ( You may need a tissue) and you have GARRETT. And wait until you read the epilogue!
What a great addition to The Cold Fury Series. I can't wait until the next story.
USA Today Best-Selling Author, Sawyer Bennett is a snarky southern woman and reformed trial lawyer who decided to finally start putting on paper all of the stories that were floating in her head. Her husband works for a Fortune 100 company which lets him fly all over the world while she stays at home with their daughter and three big, furry dogs who hog the bed. Sawyer would like to report she doesn’t have many weaknesses but can be bribed with a nominal amount of milk chocolate.
Sawyer is the author of several contemporary romances including the popular Off Series, the Legal Affairs Series and the Last Call Series. She will be releasing her second book in the Cold Fury Hockey Series with Random House Loveswept, February 2015.
I pick up a handful of mokara orchids and tuck them one by one into the foam base, building my framework first before I start adding some of the greenery. I add in some blue hydrangeas and lavender roses, but the orchids add a touch of delicate softness to the massive arrangement I’m creating.
“That’s stunning. Kind of like me,” Stevie quips with a huge smile as he reviews my work. With an overly dramatic voice, he says, “Miss Conyers is so going to love that arrangement.”
I give a quiet nod and tuck a few more orchids down into the foam base. “I hope so. She deserves something pretty she can smile over.”
Miss Conyers has been battling Lou Gehrig’s disease for the past two years and her health has been failing fast. She told me just a few weeks ago when she stopped by that the flowers make her smile and remember all the beautiful things about this life she lives.
Stevie’s smile goes flat and his eyes turn sympathetic. Walking up to me, he leans down and plants a kiss on the top of my head. “You doing okay?”
I shrug and place the last orchid in the vase before giving it a spin so I can check it out from all angles and make sure there are no holes that need to be filled in. “Just musing about my life.”
“And what a spectacular life you have now, and will have long into the future,” he says with a bright smile and a squeeze to my shoulder.
“You don’t know that,” I say flatly.
Stevie’s eyes fill with tears, and then he wraps his arms around me. Tucking his chin on my shoulder, he whispers. “I do know that. There’s simply no other option.”
“I’m scared,” I admit to him in a whisper, and his arms squeeze me tighter.
I’m scared because I found out two days ago that I have cancer.
Follicular B-cell lymphoma, to be exact.
“The oncologist’s office just called me a little bit ago,” I tell Stevie in a soft voice as I continue to stare at the arrangement in front of me. “I have an appointment at tomorrow. He apparently rearranged his schedule to get me in.”
“I’ll go with you,” Stevie says as he tightens his embrace. “You need someone with you to listen to everything he’s going to tell you. You’ll probably only absorb half of the information.”
“Thanks,” I say with true gratitude as I pick up the finished arrangement and walk it back to the holding cooler for deliveries. “But Sutton said she’d go with me.”
He nods in understanding and releases his hold on me. “Good. At least one of us needs to be with you at each appointment.”
It’s surreal to me that just three days ago, I never even knew what an oncologist was. Never heard the term before. As I sat in my primary care doctor’s office and listened to him go over the results of the biopsy that was done on the lymph node in my neck, he had said, “We’ll need to get you in to an oncologist to start treatment.”
Despite the angry buzzing noise that had started in my ears when I first heard the word cancer, I did hear him say that, and I stupidly asked, “What’s an oncologist?”
My doctor gave me an indulgent smile and said, “That will be your cancer doctor. He or she will direct and perform any nonsurgical treatment you need.”
So I sat in my doctor’s office and started contemplating all kinds of stupid stuff. I watched his mouth opening and closing with words that I seemed not to be able to hear after that, and all I could think about was who would help Stevie out at Fleurish when I died.
Practically a zombie, I drove straight to the shop because I needed my bestie at that moment. Stevie was behind the counter, going over receipts, and his head popped up as the little brass bell above the door tinkled when I opened it. He took one look at me and came flying around the counter. “What’s wrong?” he practically screeched.
“I have cancer,” I told him, my voice wobbly and foreign-sounding.
Then I collapsed into a puddle of snotty tears, right on the floor. Stevie immediately jumped into action, throwing the closed sign on the door and locking it. He whipped his iPhone out and called Sutton. I could hear him murmuring urgently to her for a few minutes, and then he was sitting on the floor with me and hugging me tight while I cried.