I despise Erik Winter.
He’s arrogant and cruel—a man I wouldn’t wish on my worst enemy—and by some twisted turn of fate, he’s my new Olympic gymnastics coach.
I’ve had to contend with gruff coaches in the past, but Erik is far worse. His stern demeanor complements a body built for intimidation, and his reprimands come from a mouth so cunning, I know it could strip me of my defenses—if I let it.
Though each of us would love to be rid of the other forever, we are bound to each other by need and necessity. I’m his rising star, his best shot at proving himself to his critics. And without a coach, I have zero chance of winning gold in Rio.
The easiest way forward would be to wave a white flag and make peace with the man I’ll be sharing close quarters with for the foreseeable future, but he is intent on war.
Fine. By. Me.
If he pushes me, I’ll push back harder. If he wants to test me, to play with my head, I’ll show him just how many boundaries I’m willing to cross. Because I know it’s not a choice between winning or warring—not if you can have them both. At the end of it all, I plan on leaving Rio with gold around my neck and his icy heart in the palm of my hand.
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REVIEW:
I loved this book, this one is my favorite so far out of the series, I loved Erik the man could be an animal at times, "I growled and slammed her back against the wall, sick of the bull****. Her hands gripped fistfuls of my hair, tugging on the strands until it hurt. “Tell me to stop or I’m going to eff you right here,” I said..." I loved that he was confident enough to beg his woman, "I wrapped my hand around her waist and tugged her body flush with mine. “I don’t give a **** about that—the fighting, the bickering. What do you want? A date? You want me to take you out to dinner and hold your hand? You want me to take you back to my place and strip you down, show you how much you mean to me? I’ll effing do it.” Brie and Erik had a complex relationship, but there was so much passion, "she held up her hand. “Erik, so help me God, if you keep talking, I will unbuckle this seatbelt and climb onto your lap right here in front of everyone.” I grinned, thinking over the sexy image she’s just painted for me." I really loved this book!
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