Giveaway & Review ~ AGAINST THE CAGE, Book One in the Worth the Fight Series by Sidney Halston

Blurb

In her Loveswept debut, Sidney Halston turns up the heat as a sexy cage fighter shows a former bookworm how delicious a few rounds between the sheets can be.

For Chrissy Martin, returning to her Florida hometown always seems to bring bad luck. The day starts with a breakup text, followed by a jailhouse phone call from her troublemaker brother. Now a routine traffic stop has ended with her accidentally punching an officer . . . in a delicate place. Then Chrissy realizes that the hot cop on the receiving end of her right hook is none other than the man from her teenage fantasies.

Jack Daniels knows how to take a hit. After all, when he’s not chasing reckless drivers, he’s kicking ass in a mixed martial arts ring. So what takes his breath away isn’t the low blow, but the woman who dealt it: a gorgeous knockout with legs Jack wouldn’t mind being pinned under—who just so happens to be his best friend’s nerdy little sister, all grown up. Soon their instant chemistry leads to a sizzling affair, but Jack and Chrissy are fighting an uphill battle if they want to make love last beyond the final bell.

AGAINST THE CAGE 

Worth the Fight Series

Loveswept Contemporary Romance

Written by Sidney Halston

Releasing May 27, 2014

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Excerpt from Chapter 3

Chrissy felt the butterflies in her stomach kick into high gear. Jack moved his head lower and oh-so-slowly brushed his lips against the corner of her mouth. Automatically, her lips parted and a little gasp escaped. Traitorous lips! That was all the permission he needed; his mouth crushed down on hers and his forearms gave way. All his weight pushed against her towards the wall behind her. His body melded into hers. His hand slid down the contour of her body as her right leg hitched around his hip. Traitorous leg!

Her body parts were on cruise control; she didn’t seem to be in charge of them anymore and they were up to no good! His knee nudged between her thighs and as the kiss deepened so did her gyrations against him. Their hips now rocked together, Chrissy’s arms wrapped around his neck as she took the lead and deepened the kiss. It was a tug-of-war between their tongues. She nipped his lower lip and he groaned. He licked her upper lip and she moaned. Everything that made her inherently female was on high alert and his very prominent hard-on rubbed against her.

She sighed in pleasure. “Jack.”

“I got you babe.” He released her for a second, took half a step back, and peeled off his shirt. It took Chrissy a minute to stop gawking. She had been right; there were muscles on top of muscles. All she wanted to do was lap him up. She responded by grabbing the hem of her dress and pulling it over her head.

He took a step back to look at her. “Fuck,” he gasped when he saw her in just her itty bitty black panties and a matching bra. In a split second, he was on her again. His tongue plunged into her mouth and her mouth happily accepted it. This time, instead of wrapping her arm around him, she reached between them and started undoing the button on his jeans.

“Jack! Hurry. Help me take these off.”

Trying not to break contact with her mouth, he took his jeans off with one hand while swatting Drogo, who was jumping on his two hind legs and snarling, with the other. “Go away, Drogo!” Jack commanded.

From the corner of her eye Chrissy noticed something red. She pushed him away, still panting, and pointed to his hipbone. “What’s this?” She reached towards the waistband of his boxer shorts where a big square Band-Aid stuck out. “What happened?”

“Nothing. Just got hurt, is all. Don’t worry.” His jeans hit the floor and he looked ready to pounce, again, but she held her hand out, keeping him at arms length.

“Wait. It’s bleeding. Look, it started to seep through. Let me take a look at it. It must hurt.”

“Not as much as my dick is going to hurt if we stop now.”

She pointed to the couch. “Oh, don’t be a baby. Sit.”

Jack groaned, picked up the incessant dog and set him on his pillow, and then sat down, as instructed. Chrissy kneeled between his thighs. God, was she trying to kill him? Had he verbalized the nurse fantasy? Still mostly naked, she slowly began to take off the Band-Aid and gauze and he winced. “It hurts, doesn’t it?”

“Yeah, I guess it does. But only a little. It’s no big deal.”

She rolled her eyes. “You don’t have to pretend with me.” Once she lowered the waistband of his boxers a little and carefully removed all the Band-Aids and gauze, she shook her head. “Shit Jack. It looks pretty deep. Who taped you up? They did a terrible job. You should have gotten stitches on this. Did they even clean it out? It looks ripe for infection. How’d this happen?” She was inspecting the wound but it didn’t go unnoticed how she was crouched down by his hip and directly in front of his hard-on, which was mere inches from her face.

“I taped it up myself. I’ll be fine. Don’t worry.” He jumped when she touched along the edges of the cut. “Son of a bitch!” Jack hissed.

“Go to my car and in the trunk is a black backpack. Luckily, I have some medical supplies in there from my recent trip. Bring it to me, please.”

“Chrissy? Can we just—“

“Just go,” she pointed towards the door. “This is not good Jack. You may need stitches and antibiotics. I need to boil some water to disinfect my supplies.”

***

Clad in just white boxer-briefs, Jack went outside, crossed his lawn and strode to her car with the biggest hard-on he’d ever had in his entire life. Disconcerted, yet wound up, he prayed that none of his neighbors saw him. But really, he didn’t care. His mind was elsewhere, specifically on the half naked vixen inside his house playing nurse. Actually, his mind and all the blood in his body were elsewhere—south.

He walked back in, startled to see her in his black t-shirt boiling water in his kitchen. She had to have been a late bloomer because when he’d last seen her, her breasts weren’t as full as they were now. She was small in stature, but voluptuous where it counted—breasts and ass. “I think that should be the official uniform for doctors. In fact, you aren’t welcomed back into my house unless you’re wearing one of my t-shirts, and nothing else.” She giggled as she continued working in the kitchen. There’s that giggle again. That giggle was going to be the death of him.

“Okay, go sit down.” She pointed towards a dining room chair and he obligingly sat down. Drogo followed. He looked at his owner, and it almost seemed as if he was concerned for Jack because his tiny head tilted to the side and he let out a little whimper. Either that, or the mutt was hungry. Probably the latter. Chrissy smiled at the pup and actually said: “excuse me,” and Drogo moved. The dog didn’t bark, didn’t bite, didn’t disobey. He simply gave Chrissy room to work. Jack looked at the silent exchange between the Drogo the devil dog and Chrissy the dog whisperer and couldn’t believe it. He knew she probably didn’t even realize she had just had a conversation with Drogo.

When Chrissy began to work on Jack’s wound, she was assertive and in control; she was all business. Any sign of the wanton vixen had been wiped away, regardless of her stimulating attire. She pulled out another chair and sat down, taking out tape, scissors, more gauze, a needle, and little bottles filled with different liquids from her bag. He couldn’t help himself, she was just so close. He grabbed her by the waist and lifted her. She squealed, and he placed her down on her knees, between his parted thighs. “You want to work on me? Fine. But you do it right here. Between my legs.” He reached for her bag and slid it across the table so that it would be closer to her. She looked at him with those big sapphire eyes, and smiled. The wanting in her eyes returned. At some point, she had put her hair up into a tight bun. She looked like a librarian. One of those fantasy-librarians. As she prepared and worked on whatever she was doing, he reached under the hem of the shirt and rubbed her thighs, working his way up to her ass. She looked down at him through the top of her glasses.

“Never take those off. You’re a fantasy, you know that? This right here is a fantasy,” he said, pointing at her.

“Oh, you’re into the whole doctor thing aren’t you?” That made his imagination soar. Scratch the whole naughty librarian thing. She was a naughty doctor. He could certainly work with that. In the span of an hour, he had managed to conjure up all sorts of role-play scenarios: nurse, librarian, doctor. What the hell had gotten into him? She stopped what she was doing and moved closer to him, careful not to touch his lower abdomen where the wound was.

“No, baby, I’m into the whole sexy-Chrissy thing.” He pulled her small waist close to him and begun to plant open mouth kisses along her neck.

“I need to concentrate. You’re being a very bad patient,” she pouted and moved back a little, but with a little mischievous wink. Oh, she was playing his game and he was going to enjoy every second of it.

Author Info

Sidney Halston lives her life by one simple rule: “The secret of getting ahead is getting started” (Mark Twain). Or even simpler: “Just do it” (Nike). And that’s exactly what she did. At the age of thirty, having never written anything other than a legal brief, she picked up a pen for the first time to pursue her dream of becoming an author. That first stroke sealed the deal, and she fell in love with writing. Halston lives in South Florida with her husband and children.

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My Thoughts:

I was laughing within the first few pages and many times throughout the book. :D

This one was funny, romantic, Alpha male infused, exciting, and steamy. 

The pace moved along decently. 

The main characters, Chrissy and Jack, were both very likable even if her brother, Slade, was a donkey's behind most of the time. :P  I loved the dog, Drago. He liked to torment Slade.

I would recommend this book to those of you who like your romance with a side of witty humor.

I received an ecopy of this book in exchange for my honest opinion. I enjoyed it immensely and I won't hesitate to read the next book in the series.


    

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