BOOKWORM REVIEW: Blushing in the Big Leagues by R.S. Grey

May 22, 2023

BOOKWORM REVIEW: Blushing in the Big Leagues by R.S. Grey

RATING: ⭐⭐⭐⭐

SPICE: 🔥🔥🔥

Tate Allen has sworn never to date baseball players. She inadvertently breaks this rule when she kisses a stranger at a party and he turned out to be her brother's new teammate Grant Navarro. They cannot deny their chemistry, however, and while Grant is ready to keep going, Tate is going to be a hard sell.

I love the chemistry between Grant and Tate. One of the things that get me going is when the MMC falls first, and Grant delivers on that in this read. Tate is definitely the harder nut to crack, and that relationship arc is what I live for in an R.S. Grey read. This one is going to be a slow burn, despite the steamy start, but the wait is certainly worth it.

The ensemble cast also makes the book enjoyable. It can be read as a standalone, but Luke and Chloe from a previous R.S. Grey release are back. I am crossing my fingers that we get more stories from the other characters.

Even though this isn't my favorite R.S. Grey book -- I highly doubt any story would knock The Arrogant Devil from the #1 spot -- it is still a fantastic read.

** I am voluntarily reviewing an advance copy of this book. Thank you to R.S. Grey and Valentine PR and Literary Management for providing an ARC. **

ABOUT THE BOOK

I have one simple rule: don’t date professional baseball players. There are no exceptions, no workarounds.

“What if—”
No.
“Could he—”
Nuh-uh.

With a brother in the league, I’ve seen the good, the bad, and the downright horrifying. Those guys might seem tantalizing when they’re in uniform down on the field, hitting grand slams in front of a crowd of adoring fans, but I know better. The huge egos? The insane travel schedules? The veritable buffet of female companions? No ma’am. Professional athletes are best handled at a distance, preferably far enough away that their chiseled jawlines blur into oblivion.

Enter Grant Navarro.

He’s the baseball player to end all baseball players. The one I should have marked with a big red X the first moment I laid eyes on him. Only the night we met (and kissed—oops), I didn’t know he was my brother’s newest teammate. Imagine my shock when I realized the sexiest man in Manhattan was officially off limits. Just my luck!

Let the record show that I had every intention of following my rule and staying away from Grant. When he smiled that irresistible smile and those dimples popped, I stood my ground. When he made it very clear he’d love to pick up where we left off the night we met, I said, Hold it right there, partner. When he messaged me all sorts of naughty things on Instagram, I logged out of that app so fast I dented my iPhone screen.

Baseball players are bad, bad, bad.

So tell me why giving in to Grant just for a night, getting one taste of what could be starts to seem not just tempting, but downright mandatory.

Yeah, about that one simple rule…haven’t you heard?
Rules are meant to be broken.

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