#ReleaseDay • Holly & Hockey Boots by V.L. Locey • Excerpt | Review | Giveaway
Title: Holly and Hockey Boots
Author: V.L. Locey
Genre: M/M Erotic Holiday Hockey
Length: 78 pages
Publisher: V.L. Locey
Publication Date: December 5, 2016
Star Rating: 5 Stars
Blurb: Minor league goalie Adam Seiger is a nice guy. He’s kind, cute, and a little quirky (but show me a goalie who isn’t) and he loves to interact with fans.
During a meet and greet after a game Adam meets Cason Reyes, a hard-working young man with stunning amber eyes and a smile as sweet as a candy cane. Desperate to see Cason again, Adam does something more than a little naughty.
To add insult to the egg nog, it appears that one little white lie may end Adam’s chance of having a merry Christmas with a new boyfriend. Will he end up with nothing but a lump of coal in his stocking, instead of the man who owns his heart?
This is a cute, fun, and fast-paced story that takes place over the Christmas season and centers around Adam, minor league goalie who meets Cason and his nephew, Finn, at a meet and greet.
Adam can’t help himself when he sees Cason, and before he knows what’s happened he’s gotten himself into quite a mess.
He kinda-maybe-sorta-told a fib. That the hockey team was throwing a holiday party for kids. To add insult to injury, there is a cute and innocent little boy. . . with big expectations that Adam can’t find it in his heart to disappoint.
Then Uncle Owen and Aunt Bailey show up, cookies and all, and I don’t think I quit smiling until the very end. Talk about a hoot!!
I’ve just recently discovered V.L. Locey’s writing, but I love everything I’ve read so far. She writes sexy men playing sports. . .I know, I know, but it takes more than just those two elements for me and she has that. Check out this sweet Christmas novella that is all kinds of super sexy to boot! 5 Stars
* Thank you to the author who provided a copy of this book in exchange for an honest review *
“So tell me about Adam Seiger, the first gay black goalie I’ve ever had the pleasure of eating spiedies with.”
I smiled around the mouthful of awesomeness. “Not much to tell,” I said after I swallowed roughly. “I grew up in Toronto, played lots of hockey, and was taken in by my aunt and uncle when my parents were killed in a motorcycle accident.”
“Ouch,” he murmured after dipping a fry into a glob of ketchup on his plate. “That must have been rough on you. How old were you when they died?”
“Four, so I don’t really remember too much about them. My aunt and uncle were the best, really.” I looked up from my food to find Cason staring at me. “Do I have food on my face?”
“No, no, you’re just,” he paused with a fry hovering in front of his face, “you’re probably the best looking man I’ve seen in this city for years. I guess I’m kind of stunned to find myself sitting here, on a date, with such a sexy jock.” I had to avert my sight, just until I could get the surge of embarrassment and white-hot lust under control. “See, that there—that is so hot. I love that about hockey players. They’re always so damn humble.”
“So yeah, enough about me or my face will combust,” I said, and Cason chuckled then shoved his fry into his mouth. “How did a kid with a dad from Argentina get into hockey? I’d think you’d be a soccer fan.”
“Oh, I am, but winter in Binghamton means hockey, so I go to the games when I can afford it. I like the speed of hockey, and the violence. Also, the goalies are really cute.”
I coughed and ducked my head. “You’re doing it again.” Cason laughed and I felt the rib pit tip dangerously to the right. Making him laugh again now seemed like the most important thing ever. “Do you always talk up your dates this way?”
“Only if I’m dreaming about a kiss at the end of the date,” he confessed, but I saw a shade of pink settle into his smooth cheeks. Seemed he was a bit of a blusher as well. That was good to know.
“Yeah, that dream is pretty sure to be fulfilled if you keep talking like that.”
ABOUT THE AUTHOR
V.L. Locey loves worn jeans, yoga, belly laughs, walking, reading and writing lusty tales, Greek mythology, the New York Rangers, comic books, and coffee. (Not necessarily in that order.) She shares her life with her husband, her daughter, one dog, two cats, a flock of assorted domestic fowl, and two Jersey steers.
When not writing spicy romances, she enjoys spending her day with her menagerie in the rolling hills of Pennsylvania with a cup of fresh java in hand. She can also be found online on Facebook, Twitter, Pinterest, and GoodReads.
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