Cory is one swoony pucker.
Ande and Cory had a fling. That was all it was supposed to be. A week of fun, then they would return to real life, but with a little help from fate in disguise as a job opportunity that Ande couldn’t pass up, she’s now a Florida resident and about to be face to-face with the man she’s been avoiding.
I adored Ande, and while I wanted to shake her and tell her not to listen to others, I also understood her reasons. When you spend your entire life unable to trust the people closest to you, it skews your perspective on life. Ande had to learn a lot of hard lessons in her life, and I think Rayne did an excellent job of portraying them in a meaningful way without detracting from the overall lightheartedness that readers expect from this duo. Having said that, there was a little more angst in this than I’m used to seeing from Rayne.
Cory is a rookie on the Florida Fury, and thanks to the advice of another player, he ends up on some gossip websites. He was ready to woo Ande as soon as they were face to-face again, and nothing could stop him. I admired his relationship with his parents as well as his teammates. With each book, The Florida Fury feels even more like a family.
Cory and Ande’s chemistry is palpable when they see each other again, and it intensifies with each page. Ande tried her hardest to keep Cory at arm’s length, but he was having none of it. I liked how this shows a different side to them after their week-long explosive fling. Cory is determined to win her heart, and while Ande tries to keep a safe distance, it is clear that nothing could stop the chemistry they shared. It was all emotional and reinforcing a different connection, an intoxicating slow-burn after that initial explosive week together.
Second Shot with #76 is another win for the Hockey Hotties series and this duo. An enchanting blend of intoxicating chemistry, a swoony hero, a sweet heroine, witty banter, laugh-out-loud antics from the team, feels, and an EPIC tease of what’s to come in the series.
My mom always said you don’t get a second shot at making a first impression. I’ve remembered that my entire career. Especially since I’m one of the few black men who play professional hockey.
I’m calculated and respectful in the way I speak to my coaches, the owners, and the media. I’ve never taken a risk… until her.
I could blame it on the fact that for once I pushed away the pressure of my career for the ocean waves, the sand, and good times with my new teammates. But those are excuses because the minute I saw her at the airport, something lit up inside me and the best week of my life was spent with her in my bed.
After our week in paradise, we said goodbye, exchanged phone numbers and both assumed that unless one of us was flying through the other’s city on the opposite side of the country, our vacation fling was over.
Then one night after practice I see her. She’s here. In my city. Telling me she moved here for a job. If that’s not fate tell me what is.
I’ve never wanted a second shot more than I do this time, but she’s determined to leave what we were on the island we left behind.
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