October 21, 2014 | by Three Girls And A Book Obsession | City of Champions (Gateway to Love #2)
by Chloe Barlow
(Website, Twitter, Facebook, Goodreads)on November 10, 2014
Genres: Contemporary, Romance
How do you find the will to try, when you’ve spent all your life playing on a field strewn with shattered lives and broken rules? Tragedy and betrayal taught Jenna Sutherland early on that her safest bet was to fiercely avoid any risk, whether it is in work, life, or love. Now a respected orthopedic surgical resident on the cusp of finally breaking through in her career, she’s more guarded than ever. When injured NFL quarterback Wyatt McCoy bulldozes into her life there’s no denying he’s cocky, selfish, and downright dangerous — everything Jenna’s sworn she doesn’t want.
Suddenly the levelheaded doctor finds herself facing down her greatest fear, and she’s tempted to gamble all she’s fought so hard to build. The two embark on an intense holiday love affair that quickly teeters on obsession, and tempts them both to think they could go all-in on a real future together. Yet Wyatt’s desperation to stay on the field — and out of the operating room — lures him to take dangerous risks with Jenna’s trust.
Will they win at love or lose everything — including their fragile chance at happiness?
“It’s my understanding you requested me specifically,” she said smoothly, but he could see that she kept moving things on her desk with her busy hands.
“That’s right, Doc.”
“So, I hope that means you plan to be serious about this consult, Mr. McCoy,” she said carefully, catching him staring at her chest. And Wyatt couldn’t hold back the smile that spread across his face.
“I’m willing to do anything for my NFL career, Doc. Besides, cut me some slack, you’re the one that wore that sexy lab coat.”
She practically growled in frustration and he loved it. He needed her off-balance for what he had in mind, but damned if he hadn’t guessed he’d enjoy it this much.
Time to push her a little more, he thought.
As he leaned across her desk and perused her body up and down, he whispered, “Though I do wish it were tighter.”
“Right. Because I sit around in a lab coat to be sexy. Like I’m in Hustler magazine or something.” She suddenly started to coo in a Marilyn Monroe breathy voice. “Oh, no. This microscope is so heavy. Guess I should bend down to relieve the weight of this massive tool. Oh, what’s here between my legs? Oh, it’s so warm down there. Maybe I should investigate? Please. So ridiculous,” she said to herself with annoyance. “Excuse me, are you okay, Mr. McCoy?”
He was definitely not okay. His mouth had fallen open slightly and all the blood had rushed to his lap. Wyatt was so hard he was practically in pain, realizing he may have underestimated this woman. Maybe. Her voice broke through his lust-filled fog.
“I thought it was your shoulder that had the issue. Do you have a head injury too?” she asked with concern, replacing her previously sultry voice.
“Um. Yeah. I mean no. Just my shoulder. You’re the second opinion on my shoulder injury, and my coach also said maybe you could help my game. I’m not sure how though.”
“It may be hard for you to imagine that you could need help from anyone, but I’ve certainly been able to assist some of your teammates to use their bodies more effectively.”
Wyatt raised an eyebrow and smirked. “Now that’s more like what I had in mind.”
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