Book Tour & Review::: The Baller by Vi Keeland

by Lora - 7:40 AM

Meet Brody Easton in THE BALLER!

A standalone Contemporary Romance novel by

New York Times & USA Today Bestselling Author Vi Keeland

NOW AVAILABLE

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Blurb

The first time I met Brody Easton was in the men’s locker room.

It was my first interview as a professional sportscaster.

The famed quarterback decided to bare all.

And by all, I don’t mean he told me any of his secrets.

No. The arrogant ass decided to drop his towel, just as I asked the first question. On camera.

The Super Bowl MVP quickly adopted a new hobby—screwing with me.

When I pushed back, he shifted from wanting to screw with me, to wanting to screw me.

But I don’t date players.

And it’s not because I’m one of the few women working in the world of professional football.

I’d date an athlete.

It’s the other kind of player I don’t date.

You know the type. Good looking, strong, cocky, always looking to get laid.

Brody Easton was the ultimate player.

Every woman wanted to be the one to change him.

But the truth was, all he needed was a girl worth changing for.

Turned out, I was that girl.

Simple right?

Let’s face it. It never is.

There’s a story between once upon a time and happily ever after…

And this one is ours.

4½ out of 5 stars

I am totally in love with Brody Easton and wish I could go to this fictional world that Ms Keeland has created and snatch him up. I don’t care that he was a player. I don’t care that he’s the guy all the girls want. I just want to have him all for myself!!!

This novel was so good that once I finally had time to sit down and read, I read over half of it in a single sitting. Even after reading just 6% of the book I knew I was going to love the real Brody, not the one he puts out there in front of the masses.

Just a quick synopsis, Delilah is a female sports reporter so she hasn’t had an easy time moving up in her career, but she isn’t just a pretty face. She’s been in the football world her entire life and she knows her stuff.

Brody is the current Superbowl MVP and the object of many a girl’s desires. The first time she encounters Brody is one she’ll never forget and one she doesn’t expect anything to come out of. But she soon discovers the real Brody isn’t the one that everyone sees in front of the cameras.

I loved the interactions of Brody and Delilah. I loved their banter and quick wit. I loved their crazy world and wish I could have been a part of it for longer. THis is one of my favorite scenes and if I was any good at creating teasers, it’s the one I’d use:

He shrugged. “Because it’s true. If I could do anything I wanted on a day off, I’d do . . . you.”

“You have a dirty mouth.”

“This dirty mouth wants to do dirty things to you.”

Ms Keeland did a wonderful job of weaving this story so that I can’t let it go -- even 24 hours after finishing. I don’t think there’s much chance of a sequel, but there is a most definite chance of a re-read.

The only thing I didn’t like, and the only reason it wasn’t a complete 5 star read for me, was bringing Willow’s POV into the story. I sort of understand, but just wish we could have seen all of it from just Brody and Delilah’s POVs.

Excerpt from

A new song had just started, and I was enjoying his company when a voice behind me said, “Can I cut in?”

My head whipped around, even though I had no doubt whom the gravelly voice belonged to.

Michael was gracious. “I hate to share. But I suppose I have been hogging the most beautiful woman at the event.” He let go of my hand and stepped back with a gentlemanly nod. “Thank you for the dance, Delilah.”

Again Brody Easton had caught me off guard. Before I knew it, I was dancing with the arrogant jerk. He wrapped his arms around me and pulled my body tight against his. Way tighter than Michael had held me.

“Good to see you again, Lois Lane.”

The man had balls; I had to give him that. I looked him straight in the eyes. “Nice to see you with clothes on, Easton.”

“Do you prefer me without?”

“I prefer you on the other side of the room.”

He chuckled. It was a hearty laugh. “That’s what happens sometimes when you decide you want to hang out in the men’s locker room.”

I tried to pull back, but he tightened his grip and held me in place. I craned my neck. “Let go of me.”

“No.”

“No?”

“That’s right. No.”

“I can scream at the top of my lungs.”

“I’d like to hear you scream.” His tone made it clear he meant he wanted me underneath him while I was doing the screaming.

“You’re an asshole. You know that?”

“I do. You asked me that yesterday. For a reporter, you should really try changing up your questions more frequently.”

My eyes bulged.

Easton shifted his hand down to the small of my back before twirling us around the dance floor. Figures the prick can dance.

“Are you seeing anyone?”

“You can’t be serious?”

He ignored my comment. “Would you like to have dinner tonight?”

“We just ate.”

“Dessert at my place, then?”

I couldn’t help but laugh. “Did you hit your head at the game yesterday?”

“On a diet, huh?”

“Yeah. That’s it. I don’t want to go to your place for dessert because I’m on a diet.”

“Well, that’s just a shame.”

About the Author:

Vi Keeland is a native New Yorker with three children that occupy most of her free time, which she complains about often, but wouldn't change for the world. She is a bookworm and has been known to read her kindle at stop lights, while styling her hair, cleaning, walking, during sporting events, and frequently while pretending to work. She is a boring attorney by day, and an exciting smut author by night!