The whole world might be in love with him. But all he’s ever loved is her.
Grant Turner’s name is synonymous with football. The fans and media can’t get enough of the player known as The Invincible Man, a nickname he earned while growing up in one of the toughest neighborhoods in the country and the nickname he’s kept by being one of the best players in professional football today. No one can take him down. He’s unstoppable.
But even a suit of armor has its weak point, and Grant’s has always been Ryan Hale.
They were a couple of kids when they fell in love, and just when it looked like the happy ending neither expected was within reach, Ryan disappeared. No explanations. No good-byes.
Grant coped by throwing himself into the game for seven years, and he’s finally moved on. Or so he thinks.
When she walks back into his life, all of those feelings come crashing back, despite the warnings in his head that tell him she’ll leave him again. Grant can withstand the league’s toughest defensive line, but he’s always been weak where she’s concerned.
No man can take Grant Turner down.
But one woman certainly can.
One woman will.
Grant Turner’s name is synonymous with football. The fans and media can’t get enough of the player known as The Invincible Man, a nickname he earned while growing up in one of the toughest neighborhoods in the country and the nickname he’s kept by being one of the best players in professional football today. No one can take him down. He’s unstoppable.
But even a suit of armor has its weak point, and Grant’s has always been Ryan Hale.
They were a couple of kids when they fell in love, and just when it looked like the happy ending neither expected was within reach, Ryan disappeared. No explanations. No good-byes.
Grant coped by throwing himself into the game for seven years, and he’s finally moved on. Or so he thinks.
When she walks back into his life, all of those feelings come crashing back, despite the warnings in his head that tell him she’ll leave him again. Grant can withstand the league’s toughest defensive line, but he’s always been weak where she’s concerned.
No man can take Grant Turner down.
But one woman certainly can.
One woman will.
Grant motioned for me to wait when I started to open my door, then he jogged around to open it himself. “This is a date. That means I drop you off in front, walk you up to the front door . . .”
He took my hand and helped me out, grinning all goofy-like when the hem of my dress slid up my legs as I crawled out.
“Give me a goodnight kiss?” I added as I let him take my hand.
He peered over at me, brow raised. “Or a good night something.”
Giving him a light shove, I tried not to pretend that a good night something sounded as appealing to me as it did to him. “I never should have told you it’s been seven years since my last time.”
“Yes, you definitely should have.”
“Why’s that?”
He grinned at the ground. “Because I can use that knowledge in my favor.”
“How does knowing that work in your favor?” I angled toward him as we climbed the stairs together.
After we’d stopped in front of the door, he turned and pulled me closer. “Because I know how bad you need it now.”
The skin on the back of my neck raised, my lips parting from the acceleration of my breath. “How do you know it’s not a case of the longer you go without it, the less you need it?”
“No,” he said at last, his head slowly shaking. “Not with something like that. Not with someone like you.” Grant moved closer, not stopping until his chest was pressing into mine, walking me backward until my back ran into the wall. “In fact, I bet you’ve gone so long, I could barely touch you and you’d fall apart in my arms. Am I right?”
My chest was brushing against his, my legs feeling weak from what was happening. Or what was about to happen. Or what I was imagining was about to happen.
“No,” I whispered, “you’re not right.”
His eyes called me out. “There’s only one way to know who’s right.” He kissed the outside of my neck before lightly sucking on my earlobe.
The moan he drew from me seemed to sweep across the entire estate. My hand clamped over my mouth, but he pried it away.
“No. I don’t want you stifling the sounds you make for me.” Holding my wrist, he slid my hand up the wall until my arm was fully extended above me. The stone was still warm from the sun, heat seeping into my skin. “Other hand,” he ordered before sinking his teeth into my lobe.
The sensation made me jolt against him, but all he did was press his body into mine harder until I felt trapped between two walls of stone. When I lifted my other hand for him, he gathered it up in his hand with my other wrist. The task of winding around both of my wrists was no challenge for hands the size of his.
Once he had me pinned, he rocked his hips into mine, practically lifting me up the wall. Another moan escaped from my mouth, but this one was more a cry of pleasure. He was right. He’d barely have to touch me.
His other hand moved from the bend of my hip to reach something above us.
“What are you doing?” I breathed, my ribs feeling as though they’d crack from the way my heart was pounding.
“Unscrewing this light bulb,” he said, right before the wash of light disappeared and darkness moved in around us. “And now, I’m going to take care of you.”
He took my hand and helped me out, grinning all goofy-like when the hem of my dress slid up my legs as I crawled out.
“Give me a goodnight kiss?” I added as I let him take my hand.
He peered over at me, brow raised. “Or a good night something.”
Giving him a light shove, I tried not to pretend that a good night something sounded as appealing to me as it did to him. “I never should have told you it’s been seven years since my last time.”
“Yes, you definitely should have.”
“Why’s that?”
He grinned at the ground. “Because I can use that knowledge in my favor.”
“How does knowing that work in your favor?” I angled toward him as we climbed the stairs together.
After we’d stopped in front of the door, he turned and pulled me closer. “Because I know how bad you need it now.”
The skin on the back of my neck raised, my lips parting from the acceleration of my breath. “How do you know it’s not a case of the longer you go without it, the less you need it?”
“No,” he said at last, his head slowly shaking. “Not with something like that. Not with someone like you.” Grant moved closer, not stopping until his chest was pressing into mine, walking me backward until my back ran into the wall. “In fact, I bet you’ve gone so long, I could barely touch you and you’d fall apart in my arms. Am I right?”
My chest was brushing against his, my legs feeling weak from what was happening. Or what was about to happen. Or what I was imagining was about to happen.
“No,” I whispered, “you’re not right.”
His eyes called me out. “There’s only one way to know who’s right.” He kissed the outside of my neck before lightly sucking on my earlobe.
The moan he drew from me seemed to sweep across the entire estate. My hand clamped over my mouth, but he pried it away.
“No. I don’t want you stifling the sounds you make for me.” Holding my wrist, he slid my hand up the wall until my arm was fully extended above me. The stone was still warm from the sun, heat seeping into my skin. “Other hand,” he ordered before sinking his teeth into my lobe.
The sensation made me jolt against him, but all he did was press his body into mine harder until I felt trapped between two walls of stone. When I lifted my other hand for him, he gathered it up in his hand with my other wrist. The task of winding around both of my wrists was no challenge for hands the size of his.
Once he had me pinned, he rocked his hips into mine, practically lifting me up the wall. Another moan escaped from my mouth, but this one was more a cry of pleasure. He was right. He’d barely have to touch me.
His other hand moved from the bend of my hip to reach something above us.
“What are you doing?” I breathed, my ribs feeling as though they’d crack from the way my heart was pounding.
“Unscrewing this light bulb,” he said, right before the wash of light disappeared and darkness moved in around us. “And now, I’m going to take care of you.”
Nicole Williams is the New York Times and USATODAY bestselling author of contemporary and young adult romance, including the Crash and Lost & Found series. Her books have been published by HarperTeen and Simon & Schuster in both domestic and foreign markets, while she continues to self-publish additional titles. She is working on a new YA series with Crown Books (a division of Random House) as well. She loves romance, from the sweet to the steamy, and writes stories about characters in search of their happily even after. She grew up surrounded by books and plans on writing until the day she dies, even if it’s just for her own personal enjoyment. She still buys paperbacks because she’s all nostalgic like that, but her kindle never goes neglected for too long. When not writing, she spends her time with her husband and daughter, and whatever time’s left over she’s forced to fit too many hobbies into too little time.
Nicole is represented by Jane Dystel, of Dystel and Goderich Literary Agency.
Source: eARC for Honest Review Courtesy of Author and Ardent PRose
Genre: Adult Sports Romance
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My Touching Down Review . . .
As soon as I head sports romance and Nicole Williams I was pumped for the ability to read and review this book. I have to admit that sport romances are one of my guilty pleasures and I have quite enjoyed Nicole Williams in the past.
Even though I was excited I also was bit scared because sometimes when it comes to stories with medical issues, authors will either flourish or fail depending on the amount of research they have done. I know fiction is exactly that, fiction, but I find the closer to the truth the more belief can be suspended causing an amazing fictional journey. In my non-blogger life the medical world is my reality so I'm even more judgemental when it comes to these facts. In the past with this author I was unfortunately left down with medical research in one of her books but with this one I was happy with the research to a very ugly disease to make the story so much more real and heartfelt.
In Touching Down we have Ryan Hale who comes back to her past with many secrets and a chance to right some of her wrongs. Grant Turner is the only man Ryan has ever loved but he's also the one whom she has kept the most from. It will take a lot for Ryan to win Grant over but the truth is a good start.
Grant was not a happy camper when Ryan returned especially because she left with no notice seven years ago but that doesn't mean he stopped loving her. At first Grant resisted but couldn't stay away long from Ryan, especially after she finally starts to tell the truth.
And what a secret she was carrying. Don't get me wrong I wasn't a fan of how she kept this secret for so long and if she wasn't forced to tell him now would she ever have? I do get the why but she didn't win me over on this fact. Thankfully its not me she had to win over but Grant.
As the truth starts to come out she started to win me over more and more but we new there was still more to come.
Geez louise how much more can she keep from him. This poor guy has been left in the dark left, right and center where it comes to Ryan and all her secrets. Even though she was wining me over I was still a bit gun shy with her and how much she kept from him.
Ryan's secret is tragic and sad but sometimes true love can help you get through plus a shit load of hope and Grant Turner had buckets full of hope.
Okay Grant Turner was a sweetheart. And when that big man loves, he loves in a big way. Even after finding out the hurtful truth he still believed in love and second chances which thankfully is exactly what Ryan needed, even though she didn't realize that.
Since this book is an act of fiction and Ryan's miracle isn't a reality but it paints a beautiful picture of something that hopefully can be a reality some day in the near future. I've left Ryan's secrets out from this review because I feel finding them out as you read the book is what makes this book even more heartfelt and worth the journey.
This book was super sweet and hopeful and I hate to admit this but almost too sweet and loving at times. However, if you like second chance sweet love stories then here is an uber sweet one for you.
3 . 5 Thank goodness for Second Chances thumbs up!
Even though I was excited I also was bit scared because sometimes when it comes to stories with medical issues, authors will either flourish or fail depending on the amount of research they have done. I know fiction is exactly that, fiction, but I find the closer to the truth the more belief can be suspended causing an amazing fictional journey. In my non-blogger life the medical world is my reality so I'm even more judgemental when it comes to these facts. In the past with this author I was unfortunately left down with medical research in one of her books but with this one I was happy with the research to a very ugly disease to make the story so much more real and heartfelt.
In Touching Down we have Ryan Hale who comes back to her past with many secrets and a chance to right some of her wrongs. Grant Turner is the only man Ryan has ever loved but he's also the one whom she has kept the most from. It will take a lot for Ryan to win Grant over but the truth is a good start.
"Because how do you go and fall in love with someone new when you left your fear with someone else?"
Grant was not a happy camper when Ryan returned especially because she left with no notice seven years ago but that doesn't mean he stopped loving her. At first Grant resisted but couldn't stay away long from Ryan, especially after she finally starts to tell the truth.
And what a secret she was carrying. Don't get me wrong I wasn't a fan of how she kept this secret for so long and if she wasn't forced to tell him now would she ever have? I do get the why but she didn't win me over on this fact. Thankfully its not me she had to win over but Grant.
" . . . Because my love's like the goddamned sun. It never goes out."
As the truth starts to come out she started to win me over more and more but we new there was still more to come.
The truth. I'd told him almost everything I had to. Almost. The one last thing I was withholding would have to come out soon.
Geez louise how much more can she keep from him. This poor guy has been left in the dark left, right and center where it comes to Ryan and all her secrets. Even though she was wining me over I was still a bit gun shy with her and how much she kept from him.
Ryan's secret is tragic and sad but sometimes true love can help you get through plus a shit load of hope and Grant Turner had buckets full of hope.
"I'm not going anywhere." He leaned in, his grip tightening as the last of the spasm shuddered through my body. "So don't even think about trying to push me away."
Okay Grant Turner was a sweetheart. And when that big man loves, he loves in a big way. Even after finding out the hurtful truth he still believed in love and second chances which thankfully is exactly what Ryan needed, even though she didn't realize that.
Since this book is an act of fiction and Ryan's miracle isn't a reality but it paints a beautiful picture of something that hopefully can be a reality some day in the near future. I've left Ryan's secrets out from this review because I feel finding them out as you read the book is what makes this book even more heartfelt and worth the journey.
This book was super sweet and hopeful and I hate to admit this but almost too sweet and loving at times. However, if you like second chance sweet love stories then here is an uber sweet one for you.
3 . 5 Thank goodness for Second Chances thumbs up!
. 5
Lauren
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