Friday, August 12, 2016

Blog Tour: Something So Right by Natasha Madison


The moment everything changed didn’t happen in that cliché rockets-red-glare kind of way, it happened in the form of a waking nightmare. I caught my husband, my high-school sweetheart, the father of my children, balls deep in a sordid affair.
That was when I gave up on men and love. 

I didn’t count on the NHL’s golden boy, the beautiful, arrogant Cooper Stone turning my life and my hockey rink upside down.

My kids are why I wake up in the morning.

Hockey is what Cooper breathes for.

We’re from different worlds and places in our lives but when our hearts collided something so wrong and different turned into something so right.

4.5 stars! 
Review by Lisa Kane

Take one hot, confidant hockey player, one feisty spit fire and together Cooper and Parker will skate their way into your heart! This awesome debut novel scores the ultimate Hat Trick-it's funny, sexy and angsty!

Single mom Parker, is about two things; her kids and her skating rink. So when Hockey Phenom Cooper Stone blows into her rink with his nasty attitude she’s thrown for a bit of a loop. You see after being betrayed by her husband she’s put men and love on the back burner, but there’s just something about this arrogant, rude and sometime obnoxious guy that touches her in all the right places. 
Cooper Stone was the best of the best. He was drafted into the pros when he was seventeen. Top leading scorer in the league. Winner of the Hart Memorial Art Ross Trophy, Ted Lindsay Award, Mark Messier Leadership Award, and let's not forget five Stanley Cups, and two Olympic gold medals. Cooper Stone was the NHL. 
But Cooper Stone has an attitude. One that Parker isn't going to put up with-my money's on Parker. He needs rehab to get back on the ice and Parker's rink has the best reputation. Only their first meeting isn't a smooth one. 
"You won't be here tomorrow, so that won't be a problem. When I'm done talking with your boss, let's hope you still have a job." He turns on his heels and walks out. 
Maybe someone should have told him that she IS the boss, and I'm thinking come tomorrow, she'll still have her job. 
Cooper may come to have a grudging respect for her technique, but I think he's just as interested in this little fire ball! But can a single mom with a cheating ex, two smarter than she would like them to be and a thriving business have anything in common with a rich, eligible, talented sports star? Would he want to be in a relationship with Parker? 
"I want you there when I get in or come home. I just want you."
Alas the course of true love never runs smoothly. This one has baggage from her ex, scheming shenanigans from his, the eyes of the world on them and that's just the easy things  hurdles they have to jump over! 
"I swear to you and everything else. I. Didn't. Fucking. Touch. Her."
I enjoyed the hell out of this book! It was cute, it was hot, it was steamy, it was sexy and it was sooooo freaking funny! I loved Parker; she wasn’t prim and proper nor was she a “woe is me” type of woman. She was gritty when necessary, soft when needed, understanding when she had to be and she had a potty mouth like a sailor…a girl after my own heart (although one of us and I’m not naming any names may cuss just a little bit more). I liked Cooper just as much; while he was all alpha male, he also let his sensitive sides show too. I loved how protective he was of Parker and her kids. I loved that I liked these two right away. I didn’t have to read a little or get deep into the story before I realized that either was pretty cool. 
"Thank you for giving me the world." I kiss the top of her head.
"I haven't finished yet." She kisses under my chin. 

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We pull up to the house way after everyone’s bedtime. Allison was asleep
even before we pulled out of Meghan’s driveway. It’s been a long time I’ve felt
this content.
I look over at Cooper, who looks far away in his thoughts.
He’s been like that all evening.
Once we get home, he quickly takes Allison out of her seat. Luckily she
changed into her pyjamas before we left Meghan’s.
“I got her, babe, get the bags.”
Matthew is continuing his ‘celebrating’ by staying over at his friend’s
house. Usually I would say no, but like Cooper said, it’s like he just won the
By the time I get inside and sort through all the wet things, I sense
him before I feel him wrap his hands around my waist.
“Babe, come outside with me.” Something in his voice makes my heart
pound. My hands are getting clammy just walking outside with him.
We get to the hammock, and he sits down on it, making it like a swing.
His feet are on the ground in front, and the back of the hammock against his
back halfway. “Sit on me,” he demands.
“I can’t. I’m going to throw you over.” I stand there in front of him.
He rubs his hands up and down the back of my legs, kissing my stomach. I’m
still wearing my sundress from this afternoon.
“I won’t make you fall, I promise.”
I comb my fingers through his hair, looking down into his blue eyes.
They’re like the key to his soul, always bright. Tonight they look clouded,
like a storm is brewing.
“Okay,” I whisper and straddle his lap. I’m surprised we don’t topple
over, but Cooper has his feet planted on the floor, so we aren’t going
“Baby.” I look at him. “You’re scaring me.” I’m sure he can hear my
heart beating in my chest.
“I’ve never felt like this.” He whispers, “I’ve had women, many women,
but none were like you.” He kisses my chest right above my breast.
“Okay.” I twirl his hair through my fingers.
“When I looked over at you today and saw you sitting with James, my
breath caught in my throat.”
“Honey.” I pull his hair so he looks up at me. “James and I, we are the
past. Way, way in the past.”
“You made a life with him, you made a home with him, you have kids with
him.” His voice trembles.
“I had all that, I made a home with him. I had kids with him. He threw
that away. He tossed it aside.” I’m trying to calm my nerves. I’m scared that this
is it. This will be the last time that I hold him. “Cooper.” He looks up at me,
and I snap, my heart snaps. “No, you don’t get to decide this, you don’t get to
toss me aside because you think you know what I want or need.” My heart is
literally hurting. It’s aching. I blink away the tears that are forming in my
eyes, continuing what I have to say. “If you don’t want me, just say it, but
don’t you dare try to cop out of this giving yourself a clear conscience.” I
drop my hands to my sides, looking into his eyes. I lean forward, kissing his
eyes. “I’ve had many years with a man who not only looked through me, he passed
by me, not stopping to look at me. But you, you see me.”
I kiss his cheeks“I’ve had many years not smiling. Now I smile so much my cheeks hurt. I
smile for no reason at all. I smile at you and because of you”
I kiss his lips“I’ve had many years of little kisses, but none of them made my heart
flutter like yours, none of them left me breathless because of them, none of
them I longed for.” I can’t stop the one tear that has rolled down my face. “I
want you, I want this”
I point from him to me with my hand“I want this more than I care to admit”I put my forehead on his, our eyes watching
each other
“I want you to want me,” I whisper the last part, my heart hoping that
he does pick me, that he picks us.
“I want you,” he says softly. “I want all of you. I want your mornings.
I want your afternoons. I want your nights. I want your tomorrows, baby. I want
it all. I was so scared you would want what you had, and not want what we
I don’t say anything anymore. I just lean in, kissing his bottom lip,
hoping he opens up for me, and he does. He opens so our tongues touch each
other, and I know I’m home.
I want to get under his skin and it still wouldn’t be close enough. I
fumble with his shirt, trying to rip it off his body. When my hands touch his
chest, I make little traces of imaginary infinity signs all down his chest,
hoping he feels it. He pulls down the tube part of my dress, bringing my bikini
top with it. My nipples peak with the cold air on them.
thumbs circle around my nipples, then he places his finger in the middle of my
chest, making an infinity sign, all while looking into my eyes.
My need for him is all-consuming. He
squeezes my breast, rubbing down to my ass. When both his hands cup my ass, he
just palms it, pushing me more to him.
“Honey.” I’m stopped by his tongue
invading my mouth. I’m invaded by his scent. His hand makes its way under my
dress, moving my bikini bottoms to the side.
He enters me easily with two fingers,
making me gasp. “Always ready for me, always.” With my head tossed back, he
kisses down my neck with his tongue all the way to my nipple.
He takes it into his mouth, sucking
deeply, sending shock waves all down to my core. “Honey, please.” I look down
at him. “Be with me.”
He withdraws his fingers from me, then opens
his shorts, freeing himself.
“Be with me, baby.” I lift myself till I’m
positioned over him where I slowly slide all the way down, one inch at a time.
I feel him stretching me open while he invades me.
I look into his eyes, hoping he sees
what I feel. I move up and down again, all the while looking at him. He’s
beautiful. He’s everything I’ve ever dreamed of, and he’s mine.
He picks me up by my hips, bringing me to
the top of his dick before bringing me down again.
He lifts his feet off the ground, making
us swing back and forth, putting him deeper into me. It’s like we are on a
swing, so I push back, making him go back, him pushing forward, both of us
wanting to go deeper and deeper. I’m close, so close. I know he is too because
I feel fuller.
“Honey, I want you with me.”
“Babe, I’m there.” He grabs both my
shoulders, thrusting down on him where I come apart. I squeeze him, taking him
with me. He is groaning out his release, all the while we look into each other’s
eyes. His blue eyes are clearer than before, more at peace, more calm. He
kisses me deeply while still in me, the aftershocks of my orgasm still
squeezing him.
“Stay with me tonight?” I ask him.
“What about Allison?” he says, knowing
that I never want to cross that line.
“It’s okay. We can set an alarm, wake up
together. Say yes, please.”
“As long as I’m with you, it’s yes, it’s
always yes.”

About Natasha Madison

When her nose isn't buried in a book, or her fingers flying across a keyboard writing, she's in the kitchen creating gourmet meals. You can find her, in four inch heels no less, in the car chauffeuring kids, or possibly with her husband scheduling his business trips. It's a good thing her characters do what she says, because even her Labrador doesn't listen to her...

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