Review : Sacking the Quarterback by Alexandra O'Hurley

She looked across the cab, but his face was too in shadow to see the emotion she felt in waves rolling toward her. I got a rude awakenin', though, and now it's time to get back to basics.". Back to basics. Maybe he was really coming back to Dixon. Taylor had an odd sense she might know where he was taking her. Her instincts proved right when he turned onto the lane to the Lutz farmstead. The dusty lane kicked up a bunch of dry dirt as he muscled his way down the lane, the big truck eating up the path. She was quiet, wondering if he would indeed be her neighbor. To have all that man living next door, she wouldn't be able to get anything done or concentrate on school. Oh, but to know he was just on the other side of the woods, sleeping in a big, nice warm bed all alone. That would give her fantasies galore to ease her fevered dreams. Or maybe she needed to be the bad girl inside, the one she tried to hide, and taste a little bit of her fantasy before she left for good. How many women got a second chance with their old crushes? It had been a good, long while since she 'd had a fun night of hot sex and twisted sheets. She looked across the cab and saw his large, muscled arms. She could definitely do much worse. Rhett pulled his truck in front of the old farmstead. He twisted in his seat and looked over at her. "I bought this old place this morning.". "I heard you 'd come to look at it," she told him. He chuckled. "I forget how quickly news travels in a small town.". Taylor slid forward in the seat a little and looked up at the big, old house. She 'd always thought it was the prettiest one in Dixon County and would've given her eyeteeth to see inside. Too bad she 'd pissed off Mr. Lutz too much as a child to ever get an invite. I was able to get the electric turned on this afternoon, so it shouldn't be too cold in there. Rhett reached behind the seat into the backseat and grabbed something. He dropped his athletic bag between them and opened the zipper. After digging around a moment, he tossed her a pair of sweatpants and a jersey. Taylor had thought he 'd brought her out here to get into her pants and instead, she was getting into his. After rolling up the ends about a dozen times and pulling the cord at the waist as tight as it would go, she was done. "You're awful excited to see in there.". "I've wanted to see in this house since I was little, but I got caught in the pond and his orchard too often for him to ever let me.". Rhett laughed loudly. "So you're the pesky neighbor girl Lutz' son-in-law said wouldn't stop coming over and stealin' apples.". Taylor froze, a little mock anger filling her. "Before old man Lutz died, they had hundreds of apples rotting on the ground. Rhett lifted his palms. "You can liberate all you want, okay? I promise.". Taylor grinned at that answer. "Now, that's what I like to hear from a new neighbor.". After Rhett grinned at her, he opened his door and got out. She pushed hers open and twisted in the seat. Before she could jump down, he was there, his hands gripping her waist. "Don't you know how to wait for a man to open your car door?". "Haven't had one opened for me in so long I didn't know I was supposed to wait," Taylor countered. "Next time," he said as he drew her down from the seat to slide along his firm body, "you let me come open your door so I can help you get out. It's the gentlemanly thing to do.". A thrill rippled through her. She wasn't sure if it was because of the close contact or that he was already talking about a next time. She nodded. "So, you're a gentleman, are you?". He drew her closer and looked down into her face. "I'm trying real hard to be.". I got a rude awakenin', though, and now it's time to get back to basics.". How many women got a second chance with their old crushes? Too bad she 'd pissed off Mr. Lutz too much as a child to ever get an invite. Taylor had thought he 'd brought her out here to get into her pants and instead, she was getting into his. After Rhett grinned at her, he opened his door and got out.

At fourteen, Taylor Ashby had a schoolgirl crush on Rhett. Who could ignore the hotter than hell senior quarterback of the football team? But he left for college before she had her chance and went on to be the hottest quarterback in the NFL, a world away from little Dixon, Texas. Ten years later, Rhett Banes comes home after a very public divorce that caused his world to come crashing down. Coming home, he hopes he can remember the man he was before all the money and the glitz screwed with his head. He can barely keep his hands to himself when Rhett comes across his best friend's little sister all grown up. But Taylor isn't the same little girl who had an infatuation. When a woman is what got him into trouble in the first place, she's all woman and might be too much for him to handle-- especially.

Review

Taylor has loved Rhett for years, but his eyes were always on the prize of playing in the NFL. She doesn't want to get stuck in the small town they grew up in, not to mention he's her brother's best friend who doesn't want her with Rhett. And most of all she doesn't want to be a notch in his bedpost.

Long distance romances never work, so when Rhett goes back to his team, Taylor knows the bright lights will lure him away from her.

What Taylor doesn't realize is that Rhett has had enough of the bright lights, and wants to settle down with her. Is she ready to settle, and shed her own dreams?

Sacking The Quarterback is a nice little love story, with lots of hot action in the bedroom as two people with divergent aims struggle to find a middle ground they can live with. Good story, well-written, with a little conflict, along with a hero and heroine who need to complete their journeys with each other's help.

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