REVIEW AND EXCERPT TOUR: HIT THE SPOT by J.Daniels

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Is this love or just a game?

Tori Rivera thinks Jamie McCade is rude, arrogant, and worst of all . . . the sexiest man she’s ever laid eyes on. His reputation as a player is almost as legendary as his surfing skills. No matter how her body heats up when he’s around, she’s determined not to be another meaningless hookup.

Jamie McCade always gets what he wants. The sickest wave. The hottest women. And Tori, with her long legs and smart mouth, is definitely the hottest one. He knows Tori wants him-hell, most women do-but she won’t admit it. After months of chasing and one unforgettable kiss, it’s time for Jamie to raise the stakes.

Jamie promises that soon Tori won’t just want him in her bed, she’ll be begging for it-and he might be right. Somehow he’s found the spot in her heart that makes her open up like never before. But with all she knows about his past, can she really trust what’s happening between them? Is Jamie playing for keeps or just playing to win?

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Review

You know that soft spot that most women have? The one that allows us to cry at Hallmark movies, swoon for book boyfriends, and love fairy tales and their happily ever after endings. That soft spot is what makes women feel deeply; it’s what allows us to give our hearts to someone and fiercely love that person.

But it’s also the spot that can shrivel up when it’s used against us…when the person we give our heart to misuses it and allows it to solidify in a way that will take persistence and care to soften it.

This is what happened to Tori Riveria’s soft spot…this is the repercussions of giving her heart to the wrong man, and this is what makes her fight with falsities and game playing in order to keep Jamie McCade away from that part of her body as well as her heart.

But Jamie doesn’t fight fair, and little by little, he hits that spot, and while it’s clear to him and to readers that Tori or Legs as he likes to call her is fighting her feelings for him as well as professing an array of lies to guard her heart, Jamie’s going to need to do more than play games and fight dirty if he wants the one woman he’s been focused on for the last nine months of his life to claim him and change their game into their reality.

I LOVE J. Daniels’ alpha males…there’s something about their cockiness, their filthy mouths, and the fierceness in which they live their lives. They’re unapologetic when it comes to their player lifestyle, but they also work to claim what they consider theirs when the one woman who hits their soft spot comes their way.

I was Team Jamie all the way through Hit the Spot. Did I think he was a bit over the top in his masochism, absolutely, but that’s what makes him, him, and Daniels keeps him true to his arrogant personality throughout the story, which proves that it’s who he is not how he presents himself to be.

I absolutely loved Tori’s craziness and internal musings, and her quick witted responses to Jamie prove that she gives as much as she takes, which shows readers that they’ll keep one another on their toes and fight as much as they get along.

I’m glad that Daniels didn’t rush Tori into a relationship with Jamie because she’d already been destroyed from a previous relationship and she wouldn’t start anything with Jamie, especially because of his player persona. She needed to be worn down and Jamie needed to prove himself to her, so the push and pull they experience throughout their plutonic relationship as well as when things get sexual is a perfect way to illustrate when their game playing turns into something more, even if Tori refuses to admit it.

Some readers may be turned off by the amount of sex scenes in Hit the Spot, and while I did find myself skimming through some of them, that part of the storyline is where they’re able to express their feelings to one another and truly listen to each other’s truths and figure out that the reasons they started playing their game is no longer about a winner and a loser, but it’s about them claiming one another in every way possible.

J. Daniels’ stories continue to be must reads, and her Dirty Deed series is full of sexy, swoonworthy men and scenes, which makes me anxious to enter this world again.

A complimentary copy was provided via NetGalley in exchange for an honest review.

4.5 Poison Apples

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Excerpt

Hammerjacks was dimly lit and packed with bodies, some dancing together and others crowding the bar, waiting to get served. I started scanning the room as I came up beside Tori, who was doing the same even though she had no idea who she was looking for.

I saw Quinn almost instantly. She wasn’t hard to spot.

The bright pink spiked-out hair helped with that.

“There,” I said, pointing in the direction of the bar where my sister was sitting on a stool, head turned away from the group of shitheads swarming her.

She was alone. That pissed me off.

She was here, in town visiting, and she was looking for ass. That pissed me off, too.

Not much I could do about the second thing, I understood it, but she was gonna hear my feelings toward the other whether she wanted to hear them or not.

“What’s her name again?” Tori asked as we made our way over.

“Quinn,” I said.

She nodded, face serious. Then she tucked stray pieces of hair behind her ears and smoothed out the rest of her pony, pulled the one sleeve of her shirt down so it exposed her shoulder and bra strap, straightened her spine, tipped her chin up, and put on a smile before rushing ahead.

“Hey, sweetie. Sorry I’m late,” Tori chirped, squeezing in between my sister and the shitheads as if they weren’t standing there. She grabbed Quinn’s face, bent down, and kissed her cheek. “I missed you. Did you miss me?” she asked, bringing both hands to Quinn’s neck and holding there while standing between her bent knees.

Tori was smiling and playing the part, leaning close and making it seem like they were really together, or at least really feeling each other. My sister was blinking up at Tori, looking baffled but also looking like she was wanting to buy everything Legs was selling.

I wasn’t surprised. Quinn shared my taste in women. And I definitely had a taste for Legs.

“Whoa, are you two…damn. Is this your girl?” one of the shitheads asked from behind Tori, pointing at the back of her.

“Jesus,” another one chimed in, looking his fill. “What are the chances of me watchin’ you two go at it? This is fuckin’ hot.”

I stepped up then, not liking the tone of this guy and the shit coming out of his mouth, and wanting to make my presence known.

He saw me approach and shot me a hard look, asking, “You gotta problem?”

“Jamie.”

Teeth clenched and fists forming, I looked to Quinn, not taking the bait he was throwing out.

She was watching me, eyes serious and mouth tight, subtly shaking her head in warning ’cause she knew I couldn’t be fighting or doing anything that could draw negative attention. Then she turned her attention onto Tori when she twisted and slid into Quinn’s lap.

“Fishing in the wrong pond, boys,” Tori informed them, sweeping her gaze over the three while putting her arm around Quinn’s shoulders and pressing close. “Get lost. We’re not interested.” Then she turned all of her attention onto my sister and amped up her game, giggling as she kept her face close to hers and running her fingers through her hair, smiling, whispering, really flirting and looking into it, all while blocking the view of the shitheads so they couldn’t watch.

And everything Legs was doing, my sister was eating up.

Wrapping her arms around Tori and holding on to her, smiling back, laughing, looking like she was falling in love and thinking this was real and something sustainable.

I was starting to regret incorporating Tori into this plan. She was a little too good at her game. Straight up. Maybe the best at it.

I was also starting to get mildly jealous watching my sister getting attention from the one woman who was hell-bent on ignoring my ass.

“Man, whatever,” the one guy said, grabbing his beer and looking to his friends. “Come on. I’m not wastin’ my time on lesbian pussy.”

His friends murmured their agreement, mentioned something about hitting up Roy’s, a bar down the street, then grabbed their beers and stepped away.

When they were out of earshot, I shifted my eyes to Legs, telling her, “Think you sold it. You can get off my sister now.”

Tori smiled proudly, lifting her shoulders with a little dance. Then she looked to Quinn, keeping the smile, and said, “Hey, I’m Tori. Your brother dragged me here, so I figured I’d offer my assistance instead of letting him handle it, since he can’t fight and all.”

“Can fight, just shouldn’t,” I corrected her. I jerked my chin. “Hop off.”

Quinn moved her hands up Tori’s back and licked her lips. “Wicked plan,” my sister told her. “I was totally into that.”

“I think it got the point across,” Tori replied. “I really like your hair, by the way.” She ran her fingers through it again. “The color looks great on you.”

“Really?”

“Absolutely. It really makes your eyes pop.”

“I was thinking about going purple…”

“Have you tried bleaching the roots and just painting the color on the ends? I think that would look amazing with purple.”

Jesus.

“Legs,” I barked.

Both of their heads whipped around and faced my direction.

“You feelin’ like gettin’ up so we can get the fuck outta here?” I asked, thinking only about the food back at her place I was wanting to eat and not about how comfortable my sister’s hands looked gripping on to Tori’s body.

“She’s fine,” Quinn offered, keeping her hands locked around Legs. “Really. She doesn’t have to move.”

I shot a glare at Quinn, communicating how I felt about that suggestion, then shifted that glare to Tori.

“I was getting up. Relax. We were just talking,” she huffed, moving off Quinn’s lap and coming to stand beside me. “You’re welcome, by the way,” she murmured.

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About the Author

J. Daniels is the New York Times and USA Today bestselling author of the Sweet Addiction series, the Alabama Summer series, and the Dirty Deeds series.

She would rather bake than cook, she listens to music entirely too loud, and loves writing stories her children will never read. Her husband and children are her greatest loves, with cupcakes coming in at a close second.

J grew up in Baltimore and resides in Maryland with her family.

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