Only Work, No Play
Author: Cora Reilly
Genre: Sports Romance
About Only Work, No Play: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.
She lost her mom, took care of her heartbroken father, and now, it was time for her to start living. Evie thought following her twin sister Fiona to Australia and working as the assistant for a rugby player might give her the new beginning she really needed.
The job Fiona had lined up for her could have been perfect, except for one tiny little thing, well, not so tiny ~ Xavier, the Beast! Being his assistant was going to challenge all her skills and patience. The man was a really good player, in and out of bed. His motto, never bed the same woman more than once. They all understood one night was all they were going to get.
As the Bad Boy of Rugby, Xavier was bound and determined to maintain his reputation. This was the only way he could deal with his past memories. His life was fine, he thought until Evie came into his life. The woman came into his life and organized him to the point he could not miss there was more to life than being a player. Her sweetness and innocence were enough to make him want to protect her. Never mind everyone told him to keep his paws off her.
Deliciously mischievous, this book will bring out all the emotions as Xavier and Evie find their way through the pain of facing their demons. These two have a lot in common. Who knew?
I am voluntarily reviewing this book. Thanks to the author for sharing a copy with me.