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By: Sophia Henry
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June 7, 2016
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BOOK SUMMARY
“Sophia
Henry tackles real issues that tug at your heartstrings,” raves bestselling author Rachel
Harris. Now, in this sweet, sensual Pilots Hockey novel, a young single mom
falls for a damaged coach pulling double-duty as a cop.
Linden Meadows doesn’t back down from
anyone, especially if her family’s involved. So when her little brother’s new
hockey coach benches him in the middle of a game, Linden lets him have it. She
also notices that the coach is way hotter than she expects, but Linden won’t
let herself get burned by another athlete. Been there, done that—and had a kid
at seventeen to show for it.
When Jason Taylor isn’t taking abuse
from hockey moms, he’s patrolling the streets as a member of the Bridgeland PD.
After Jason pulls Linden over for speeding, he begins to see that there’s more
to her than a big mouth . . . or a lead foot. Their chemistry leads to good
company, intense conversation, and an intimacy that pushes beyond the
boundaries of friendship. And yet Linden’s decision to keep her now
three-year-old son, Holden, is a painful reminder to Jason that his own mother
gave him up for adoption.
Linden’s sure she’s found the man to
round out their family. But when Holden’s deadbeat dad forces his way back into
the picture, Jason starts to back off. He needs time—to heal, to grow, and to
love with all his heart.
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EXCERPT
“What do you recommend, Indie?” The
woman asked, glancing at me before dropping her eyes back to the menu.
“Um, well,” I said, faltering. How did
the cop’s mom know my name? Had he told his mom about me?
“She read your name tag. Don’t get
your hopes up.” Officer Taylor nodded at my chest.
Warmth rushed into my cheeks as I
skimmed my fingers across the badge pinned on the right side of my shirt. Name
tag, duh. Stupid overactive imagination. Of course he hadn’t told his mom about
me. He probably hated me.
The silly disappointment I felt was
short-lived, lasting only until his snarky comment hit home.
“Well, the beef brisket is a customer
favorite, but I’d recommend the ribs. I mean, everyone loves a pig, right?” I
cocked my head to the side, pleased with my joke.
The cop’s lady friend choked on the
swig of beer she had taken. She raised her hand and patted her chest.
“You okay, Mom?” He asked, clapping
her on the back.
Aha! She was his mom. I knew it.
Taylor’s mom nodded. “Went down the
wrong pipe,” she squeaked out before coughing again.
“Should I give you another minute?” I
asked. I wanted to slink away. I shouldn’t have said that in front of his
mother. I wasn’t a confrontational person. What was it about him that brought
out that side of me?
“No, no. We’re ready,” she said and
coughed one last time to clear her throat. “I’ll take the ribs.” She winked at
me, then bit her lip to keep a smile away.
The cop’s mom was pure awesome.
“And for you?” I coughed my own smile
away as I lifted my chin and focused my attention on the officer.
“I’ll have the same thing. I love
pigs.” He held out his menu, a smug smile spreading across his face. “With
fries, please.”
“Oh, good lord, Jason,” his mom
hissed, emphasizing her annoyance with an eye roll.
Jason. Officer Jackweed had a first
name.
“Touché.” I nodded as I plucked the
menu from his hands, spinning away toward the safety of my computer. If I
didn’t know better, I’d think the cop was flirting with me.
It took every ounce of willpower I had
not to look over at Jason. Thanks to his mom, I now knew the name of the
infuriating, hot, jerky, muscular, arrogant, sexy man I hadn’t been able to get
out of my head since I saw him at my brother’s game.
“Indie!”
My head snapped up, breaking me out of
the fog of thoughts I’d disguised while inputting the dinner order. How long
had Kristen, a server who went by her initials, KK, been calling me?
“Yeah. Sorry. What?” I couldn’t get
the right word out.
Get it together, girl. Stop thinking
of Jason’s buff forearms.
“Did you make that Bloody Mary for
table thirty-three?” KK asked.
“Table thirty-three?” I glanced at
Jason, whose eyes caught mine, then shook my head and looked at the tiny
printer on the end of the bar, buzzing as it spewed orders the servers had
punched in from the dining room computer.
Damn. Bloody Mary for table
thirty-three. Four ales, two reds, and a Weizen for various other tables.
Time to get my head back in the game,
especially since the printer wouldn’t stop. No looking at Jason until I had to
check on how his meal tasted. Usually, I wasn’t easily thrown, especially by a
guy.
It’s because he’s new in town. That’s
his intrigue. His mystery.
The drink orders never slowed, and I
turned my focus back to my customers at the bar and in the dining room. On busy
nights, I usually had a second bartender helping with the madness, but Stacy
had called in sick at last minute and I hadn’t found a replacement. I couldn’t
even be angry with her, since she was three months pregnant. I knew how fast morning
sickness came on, and how there was no working around it some days.
I’d been so busy filling drink orders
and waiting on my customers at the bar that I hadn’t even had a chance to check
on Jason and his mom. Thankfully, a porter had brought out their meals. At my
first free moment, I wandered over to Jason.
“You scared off your own mom?” I
asked, nodding to the empty chair next to him.
“She’s using the restroom.” Jason took
a sip of his beer. “Are you gonna throw sarcastic comments at me all night, or
talk to me?”
“What do you want to talk about?” I
asked, filling a pint glass with red ale.
“Do you have a boyfriend?”
Not a question I’d expected.
“How is that your business?”
“You smell like a dude,” he blurted
out.
I curled my fingers around the glass, which
had almost slipped out of my hand. “Excuse me?”
“Shit. I meant you smell like men’s
cologne,” Jason said, backtracking. “It wasn’t an insult.”
“I like the smell of men’s cologne
better than perfume.” I set the first pint aside and began filling a second.
“Why’d you skip the boyfriend
question?”
“Because it’s not your business.”
Jason leaned in, his voice low. “It is
if I want to ask you out.”
“You what?” I readjusted my grip on
the glass and pushed the handle of the tap back to stop the flow of beer.
“I think we should hang out.” Jason
wiped his mouth with his napkin and tossed it onto his empty plate.
“That’s the best you can do, copper? I
thought you were smoother than that.” I winked and walked away, carrying the
beers I’d filled to the end of the bar for a server to pick up. Then I made a
Moscow Mule and checked on a few other customers sitting at the bar before
printing Jason’s check and placing it in front of him.
“Will you please go on a date with
me?” Jason asked, not missing a beat.
My heart pounded against my chest. I
was both flattered and frustrated by his persistence. “You expect me to say
yes, don’t you?”
“It’s obvious that you like me.”
Jason’s blue eyes twinkled, catching light from the pendulum fixture hanging
over the bar.
“I like looking at you,” I countered,
“but your personality leaves a bit to be desired.”
“Really?” The skin around his eyes
crinkled when he smiled.
“Let’s pretend I’d ever say yes. Where
would a cocky cop take someone on a first date?” I couldn’t wait to hear what
he thought was fun.
“It’s a surprise.”
“You ask me on a date and you don’t
even know where you’re going to take me?” I lifted his plate and wiped crumbs
and condensation off the bar with a towel. “That’s sad, copper.”
“Why would you assume that?” he asked,
his tone indignant.
“Can I be honest?” I asked. Time to
strike the final blow. Though Jason had my insides flipping like no one ever
had before, now wasn’t the right time to start dating. I had a million things
to worry about before opening up my heart again.
“Please.” He nodded.
“You moved to a small town to be a cop
and coach hockey.” I paused. “You sound like a total bore.”
CAT'S REVIEW
"Interference" by Sophia Henry. This tells the tale of Linden and Jason. Jason is the perfect book boyfriend, in my opinion. He's swoonworthy! He's sexy and hunky but kind, gentle and caring. His interactions with kids is heartwarming. He, of course, has some faults and while I understood his thinking, at times I did think his "baggage" was a bit overdone. But, that certainly didn't take anything away from his yumminess! Linden took a bit longer for me to like. While I appreciated her loyalty to her family, she comes across very strong and even a bit over bearing to me. I loved her as a mom and eventually, she wore me down and I grew to love her too. Together they work really well - they bicker and banter which had me smiling often as well. The story itself is an enjoyable read. While this is a hockey story, it's not a typical one. Hockey is on the outskirts of it. The focus is our couple and their journey. As with many couples, there are ups and downs and situations that make the readers say "Uh-Oh! Will they find their HEA?" Ms. Henry has done a fine job of incorporating the important things in life - family, friends and love. Don't miss out on Linden and Jason's journey! (received copy for honest review)
★★★★
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