Synopsis
What started out as a joke— seduce Coach Wilder—soon became a goal she had to score.
With Olympic tryouts on the horizon, the last thing nineteen-year-old Kinsley Bryant needs to add to her plate is Liam Wilder. He's a professional soccer player, America's favorite bad-boy, and has all the qualities of a skilled panty-dropper.
• A face that makes girls weep – check.
• Abs that can shred Parmesan cheese (the expensive kind) – check.
• Enough confidence to shift the earth’s gravitational pull – double check.
Not to mention Liam is strictly off limits. Forbidden. Her coaches have made that perfectly clear. (i.e. “Score with Coach Wilder anywhere other than the field and you’ll be cut from the team faster than you can count his tattoos.”) But that just makes him all the more enticing…Besides, Kinsley's already counted the visible ones, and she is not one to leave a project unfinished.
Kinsley tries to play the game her way as they navigate through forbidden territory, but Liam is determined to teach her a whole new definition for the term “team bonding.”
With Olympic tryouts on the horizon, the last thing nineteen-year-old Kinsley Bryant needs to add to her plate is Liam Wilder. He's a professional soccer player, America's favorite bad-boy, and has all the qualities of a skilled panty-dropper.
• A face that makes girls weep – check.
• Abs that can shred Parmesan cheese (the expensive kind) – check.
• Enough confidence to shift the earth’s gravitational pull – double check.
Not to mention Liam is strictly off limits. Forbidden. Her coaches have made that perfectly clear. (i.e. “Score with Coach Wilder anywhere other than the field and you’ll be cut from the team faster than you can count his tattoos.”) But that just makes him all the more enticing…Besides, Kinsley's already counted the visible ones, and she is not one to leave a project unfinished.
Kinsley tries to play the game her way as they navigate through forbidden territory, but Liam is determined to teach her a whole new definition for the term “team bonding.”
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I don’t know what to say about this book except that I FREAKING LOVE IT! It is so funny, it is so good, it is so one of the best books I’ve ever read. If you like anything by Alice Clayton, read this book. That’s how freaking funny it is. AMAZING!
Kinsley, Kinsley, Kinsley! What can I say about Kinsley? She’s hysterical. Funniest female character I’ve ever read. Seriously made me spit out my drink funny. I’m not one to add quotes to my reviews but I have to give you some Kinsley quotes. I just have to.
“I gave her a pointed stare. “How do you show off a Brazilian wax, Becca?” ‘Hey everyone, check out my shiny vagina’?
“How long will it take me to get used to this no-hair situation down there? Does he like hair down there? Do they make hair extensions for that sort of thing…just in case he does? Was I willing to glue on a vijay toupee for him?”
Those are just a hint of Kinsley.
And Liam. As soon as I saw the cover of the book I stared at the abs. THE ABS! I even messaged R.S. Grey about them. Just ask her, she’ll tell you that every time I talked to her, I mentioned the abs.
“Sex on steroids rolled in pastry crust. Liam Wilder.”
Kinsley even has an internal monologue about his abs. Except it wasn’t internal. OOPS.
Not only does Liam have awesome abs, he’s just a sweet guy. Reformed player, but he was amazing just from the start. So so sweet. He was willing to make Kinsley the most important thing, even before he knew she would go out with him. There was just an attraction, a huge attraction between them. But instead of her throwing everything away to be with him, he changed things. Just so that they could be together. And different from other book boyfriends. He has definitely made it into my top 5 book boyfriends. And that’s a hard list to crack.
Anyway, I have to say, you MUST MUST MUST read this book. You have to. You need a book that’s hot but completely laughed out loud funny, read Scoring Wilder.
If you’ve liked R.S. Grey’s other books, this is another must read. I loved her other 2 books but this blew me out of the water. Simple amazing. And funny. Did I mention it was funny? Don’t take my word for it, GO READ IT! Please? Trust me, you won’t regret it.
~Katie
Kinsley, Kinsley, Kinsley! What can I say about Kinsley? She’s hysterical. Funniest female character I’ve ever read. Seriously made me spit out my drink funny. I’m not one to add quotes to my reviews but I have to give you some Kinsley quotes. I just have to.
“I gave her a pointed stare. “How do you show off a Brazilian wax, Becca?” ‘Hey everyone, check out my shiny vagina’?
“How long will it take me to get used to this no-hair situation down there? Does he like hair down there? Do they make hair extensions for that sort of thing…just in case he does? Was I willing to glue on a vijay toupee for him?”
Those are just a hint of Kinsley.
And Liam. As soon as I saw the cover of the book I stared at the abs. THE ABS! I even messaged R.S. Grey about them. Just ask her, she’ll tell you that every time I talked to her, I mentioned the abs.
“Sex on steroids rolled in pastry crust. Liam Wilder.”
Kinsley even has an internal monologue about his abs. Except it wasn’t internal. OOPS.
Not only does Liam have awesome abs, he’s just a sweet guy. Reformed player, but he was amazing just from the start. So so sweet. He was willing to make Kinsley the most important thing, even before he knew she would go out with him. There was just an attraction, a huge attraction between them. But instead of her throwing everything away to be with him, he changed things. Just so that they could be together. And different from other book boyfriends. He has definitely made it into my top 5 book boyfriends. And that’s a hard list to crack.
Anyway, I have to say, you MUST MUST MUST read this book. You have to. You need a book that’s hot but completely laughed out loud funny, read Scoring Wilder.
If you’ve liked R.S. Grey’s other books, this is another must read. I loved her other 2 books but this blew me out of the water. Simple amazing. And funny. Did I mention it was funny? Don’t take my word for it, GO READ IT! Please? Trust me, you won’t regret it.
~Katie
Excerpt
But just before she stepped inside, I heard the same sexy voice that I’d heard the previous night— the voice that said, I'm sexy and I know it.
"Morning ladies."
Every single girl froze and we turned in unison. Liam Wilder was standing a few feet away wearing workout gear and a friendly smile. Of course his friendly smile could easily be misconstrued for a take-your-panties-off smile, so it's a wonder we all managed to mutter shocked hellos. I guess he'd pulled up in the parking lot a few minutes after we did. I peered behind him and saw a black Mercedes SUV parked in the spot closest to the field house. A photographer was snapping pictures on the other side of the fence. Jeez, they wake up this early to get pictures of him?
"Oh, hi Liam." Tara smiled wide.
I shot Becca a gag-me face.
"You guys should probably call me Coach Wilder while we're at practice," he admonished. I had to fight to keep from cracking up. The shocked look on Tara's face was absolutely priceless, but it still wasn't enough to make me forget the awkwardness of the situation.
I couldn't look up at him. The last time we'd spoken, I'd literally asked him to show me his tattoos, which we both knew really meant I wanted him to show me his soccer balls. Hah. I'd have to tell Becca that one later. I tugged her and Emily forward without acknowledging Liam and headed for the conference room. Thankfully, Coach Davis was there already and Liam didn't follow us in.
"Morning ladies."
Every single girl froze and we turned in unison. Liam Wilder was standing a few feet away wearing workout gear and a friendly smile. Of course his friendly smile could easily be misconstrued for a take-your-panties-off smile, so it's a wonder we all managed to mutter shocked hellos. I guess he'd pulled up in the parking lot a few minutes after we did. I peered behind him and saw a black Mercedes SUV parked in the spot closest to the field house. A photographer was snapping pictures on the other side of the fence. Jeez, they wake up this early to get pictures of him?
"Oh, hi Liam." Tara smiled wide.
I shot Becca a gag-me face.
"You guys should probably call me Coach Wilder while we're at practice," he admonished. I had to fight to keep from cracking up. The shocked look on Tara's face was absolutely priceless, but it still wasn't enough to make me forget the awkwardness of the situation.
I couldn't look up at him. The last time we'd spoken, I'd literally asked him to show me his tattoos, which we both knew really meant I wanted him to show me his soccer balls. Hah. I'd have to tell Becca that one later. I tugged her and Emily forward without acknowledging Liam and headed for the conference room. Thankfully, Coach Davis was there already and Liam didn't follow us in.
Author Info
I am a lover of books, chocolate, good TV, metaphors and similes, black labs, and cold weather. Seriously, if I had it my way I would be curled up on the couch with all of those things... everyday. I live in Texas where I spend my free time writing and reading. My favorite authors are Mindy Kaling & Jonathan Safran Foer. I'm a comedy geek and love all things "funny". Women like Tina Fey, Amy Poehler, and Mindy Kaling are definitely the biggest inspirations for my writing, though I think my work tends to skew a bit smuttier than theirs. |