This is the first time, I’ve read a story with rugby players in it or at least I think so. Sometimes, it’s hard to keep track since I read a book a day for pleasure or review, and now I also beta read for authors too. I don’t read a lot of books that are set in Australia. It is a different experience. One that I wouldn’t mind experiencing again. It give me an opportunity to step outside of my normative USA romance box. Romance in each country is slightly different. The narrative and pacing are the two differences. But this posting isn’t about those differences but the review of Cora Reilly’s newest book, Only Work, No Play.
Evie has been taking care of her father since her mother passed away two years ago. That was also when her twin sister left her. The twins are as opposite as can be from Fiona’s thin frame to Evie’s hour glass figure to their approach on food and fitness habits. Now, Evie is going to live with her sister while working for her future brother-in-law’s best friend as a personal assistant.
Xavier “the beast” Stevens definitely lives up to his on field nickname–both on and off the field. He’s demanding, needy, and most certainly bossy. He expects his assistant to blow off all his one night stands when she wakes him up in the morning, right after making his morning espresso. Evie pushes as much as he does. She doesn’t put up with his crap. She is a superb assistant even if she won’t have sex with him which makes him want her even more. He can see the lust in her eyes when he walks around half naked something that encourages him to do it more. Over time, he begins to value her opinion. He wants to know what she’s thinking and feeling. He’s never wanted that before. Hell, he never learned the names of the women he bedded let alone anything else. He wants to take her home–to his family’s farm to meet his mom and sister. What has she done to him? He makes up reasons for her to stay late. Just to be near her longer.
Xavier’s life is complicated with the media constantly hounding him. Evie doesn’t like the limelight; she prefers the shadows. Being with him, means she will be pushed into the light. Can she handle that? Will the media tear her apart? Will he? Can he protect her?
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After two years of taking care of her heartbroken father, Evie needs a new start. Leaving the States and following her sister to Australia to work as the personal assistant of rugby star Xavier – The Beast – Stevens seems like the right kind of distraction.
Tall, muscled and devilishly handsome, Xavier is the lov’ em and leav’ em kind of guy. He never forgets a girl’s name because he never bothers to remember it in the first place.
Evie soon realizes that being Xavier’s assistant is a 24/7 job; the man seems unwilling to even set an alarm for himself.
As she watches him move from one woman to the next, Evie is glad that her heart is safe from his attention. After all, she’s a far cry from the size zero models he usually takes to his bed.
But soon being around Xavier doesn’t feel like a job, and seeing him walk around his apartment half naked all the time isn’t helping either. Evie knows that giving in to her attraction will lead to heartbreak, but when Xavier starts treating her as more than just his assistant, resisting his charms seems like an impossible task.
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“Oh this is my favorite,” Xavier shouted, then laughed.
I perched on a stool, my elbows propped up on the kitchen island, as I snuck one bite of avocado and chicken into my mouth after the other, and almost choked to death when Xavier came into view. This model wasn’t a trunk. It was a slip, and even that term didn’t do the thing justice. The bright purple fabric didn’t cover much.
I coughed. Xavier’s grin grew, and then he turned around, and I was fairly sure my legs would have given way if I hadn’t been sitting. It was some sort of thong that revealed Xavier’s perfectly shaped butt, with two strange strings under his ass cheeks. He turned back to me. “What do you think?”
Not much. Any sane thought had fled my mind. My head was moments from raising a fire alarm. I sat up slowly, trying to form an articulate reply despite Xavier’s grin. “What is that?”
“A jockstrap. Have you never seen one?”
“Until you I wasn’t around jocks all that much,” I muttered, trying very hard not to look at how the jock thingy accentuated Xavier’s thing. But it was really really difficult not to risk the occasional peek because that man wasn’t only ripped, he also had every reason to be cocky as far as I could tell.
Xavier was enjoying this far too much. I bet he wouldn’t have tried on every single piece of clothing if it wasn’t for my reaction. “Yay or nay, Evie?”
“To be honest, I think ninety-nine-point-nine percent of the male population shouldn’t even be thinking of wearing something like that.”
Xavier strolled over to me. Did this man not have any kind of shame? “But I should?”
“God no,” I said, forcing my gaze to rest firmly on his annoyingly cocky face. Of course, the reason why Xavier shouldn’t be wearing a jock strap was an entirely different one. It was to preserve the last shreds of my sanity because seeing him in his Calvin Kleins was already bad, but this?
“Why not? Share your thoughts with me.” He crossed his arms over his chest.
“I don’t think it’s very manly if guys wear thongs.”
What I really thought was that if Xavier didn’t start wearing more than briefs around me soon, the non-disclosure clause would be useful after all.
“Sure. That’s why,” Xavier said, then turned to head back upstairs. I wasn’t sure, but I thought he flexed his butt cheeks to give me an additional show.
“Only one more,” he informed me a couple of minutes later.
“If it’s got less fabric than the last, I’m out, Xavier. I warn you,” I called up.
About Cora Reilly:
Cora Reilly is the author of the Born in Blood Mafia Series, The Camorra Chronicles and many other books, most of them featuring dangerously sexy bad boys. Before she found her passion in romance books, she was a traditionally published author of young adult literature.
Cora lives in Germany with a cute but crazy Bearded Collie, as well as the cute but crazy man at her side. When she doesn’t spend her days dreaming up sexy books, she plans her next travel adventure or cooks too spicy dishes from all over the world.
Despite her law degree, Cora prefers to talk books to laws any day.
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