At this point, the book had already started to drag on, and the final act breakup didn’t help the pacing. Especially a major plot point at the end that felt frustrating and overly dramatic. With all that being said, I feel like the latter half of the book wasn’t that strong. Instead, they worked together to communicate. And I liked that they pushed to make each other better and didn’t ignore each other’s feelings. And a lot of her hesitant about dealing with Carter didn’t feel annoying or left field. Also prepared to give an entertaining comeback at Carter. He was obsessed with her from the second that he saw her. He really did adore Olivia and that always bleed from the page.

And they had an amazing cast of supporting characters lifting them up and interacting with them in a heartfelt and comedic role.Ĭarter was the life of the party hockey player who was a nice break for the normal alpha male. All of what they were dealing with felt very real. Although both Carter and Olivia were good and likable characters, I felt the book would have served its purpose if 300 pages were shaved off.Ĭonsider Me a sports romance with two characters who face normal insecurities and fears. It was roughly 600 pages, and I don’t mind a lengthy book if the characters are excellent. The first thing that I noticed about this book was the length. The bricks surrounding me may be tumbling down one by one, but I’m not sold yet, which means for the first time in his life, Carter’s the one begging.įor my time, my trust, for a single chance.Ĭonsider Me is book #1 in the Playing For Keeps series, a series of interconnected standalone mature hockey romance stories that contain lots of heat, swoon, laughs, and a ride on an emotional rollercoaster!. Sure, he may be pretty, but he’s also a walking, talking reminder for you to wrap it before you tap it.īut then I start letting my guard down, and he starts showing me pieces of himself I had no intention of seeing. I have the solution to all my sexual frustrations in a drawer at home, and it’s far less complicated than Carter Beckett.

His only problem? I have no intention of falling for his shi-um, charm. He’s had everything served to him on a silver platter, including endless strings of women, and apparently, I’m up next. He’s arrogant, self-centered, and the man doesn’t seem to know what a filter is, let alone how to use one. Carter Beckett is the NHL’s resident bad boy, top player both on the ice and in the bedroom, and quite possibly the sexiest man to ever grace my field of vision.

Consider Me by Becka Mack