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Shalvis thoroughly engages readers.
Publishers Weekly
PRAISE FOR SLOW HEAT
Slow Heat may be about baseball, but you certainly dont have to be a sports fan to enjoy it. If you like reading fun, sexy contemporaries, then this one fits the bill quite nicely. Pick it up and enjoy the game!
The Romance Dish
An entertaining baseball romance starring a wonderful couple... Fans will enjoy Slow Heat.
Midwest Book Review
Exactly what a romance story should be: believable characters with challenges in their lives who work to find a satisfying path forward... Slow Heat is a sexy, hot keeper.
Dear Author
Light, funny, sexy, and just plain enjoyable to read.
All About Romance
This latest contemporary baseball romance is near perfect in its telling.
Romance Reviews Today
I loved the sexual tension, the great dialogue, and the well-developed characters. Any book by Jill Shalvis is guaranteed to be a hit!
The Romance Studio
Sexy fun with heartfelt excitement. A very pleasurable read!
Fresh Fiction
Another winner. Jill Shalvis excels at writing charming characters that leap right off the pages and into your heart.
Book Binge
A fast-paced, engaging tale filled with love, laughter, sexual tension, and delightfully appealing characters.
Night Owl Reviews
I love reading a story with a strong yet normal heroine and a hot guy who is a better guy than he thinks. I definitely recommend this book.
The Good, The Bad and The Unread
I joyfully recommend Slow Heatit is definitely a home run.
Joyfully Reviewed
DOUBLE PLAY
A Jill Shalvis hero is the stuff naughty dreams are made of, and Pace Martin is no exception.
Vicki Lewis Thompson, New York Times bestselling author
This amusing story will have the reader smiling often, but it also has a serious side. Even non-sports fans will find this look at baseball, and the pressure on all the people involved, intriguing.
Romantic Times
I could hardly put down this fun, sweet, sexy romance... This was my first book by Ms. Shalvis, but it wont be my last.
Read React Review
This book could almost be described as a sweet romance except for the hot sex and hotter guys. Ive never been a fan of baseball but after reading this book, its an option that I may look into.
Night Owl Reviews
I would definitely recommend this book to anyone whos in the mood for some great characters and the comedic writing that you could only get from Jill Shalvis. You wont be sorry you picked this one up.
Book Binge
Fits the bill for sexy summer fun.
The Good, The Bad and The Unread
A refreshing, amusing romance with lots of flirting, witty banter, and genuinely likable characters.
Romance Novel TV
THE TROUBLE WITH PARADISE
Witty, fun, and sexythe perfect romance!
Lori Foster, New York Times bestselling author
Murder, storms, and intrigue lead to rough seas indeed, but eventual sunshine is never in doubt.
Publishers Weekly
If you have not read a Jill Shalvis novel yet, then you really have not read a real romance yet either!
Book Cove Reviews
Riveting suspense laced with humor and heart is her hall-mark, and Jill Shalvis always delivers.
Donna Kauffman, USA Today bestselling author
Shalvis bring us a compelling, humorous, and very steamy romance between a witty heroine and her sexy hero of choice... Will keep readers amused from beginning to end.
Romantic Times
PRAISE FOR JILL SHALVIS AND HER ROMANCES
Humor, intrigue, and scintillating sex. Jill Shalvis is a total original.
Suzanne Forster, New York Times bestselling author
Fast paced and deliciously fun... Jill Shalvis sweeps you away.
Cherry Adair, New York Times bestselling author
A fun, sexy story of the redemptive powers of love... Red-hot!
JoAnn Ross, New York Times bestselling author
Berkley Titles by Jill Shalvis
THE TROUBLE WITH PARADISE
DOUBLE PLAY
SLOW HEAT
ANIMAL MAGNETISM
To Frat Boy, Ashes, and Sadie
for the animal inspiration and unconditional love.
One
Brady Millers ideal Saturday was pretty simplesleep in, be woken by a hot, naked woman for sex, followed by a breakfast that he didnt have to cook.
On this particularly early June Saturday, he consoled himself with one out of the three, stopping at 7-Eleven for coffee, two egg and sausage breakfast wraps, and a Snickers bar.
Breakfast of champions.
Heading to the counter to check out, he nodded to the convenience store clerk.
She had her Bluetooth in her ear, presumably connected to the cell phone glowing in her pocket as she rang him up. He cant help it, Kim, she was saying. Hes a guy. At this, she sent Brady a half-apologetic, half-commiserating smile. She was twentysomething, wearing spray-painted-on skinny jeans, a white wife-beater tank top revealing black lacy bra straps, and so much mascara that Brady had no idea how she kept her eyes open.
You know what they say, she went on as she scanned his items. A guy thinks about sex once every eight seconds. No, its true, I read it in Cosmo. Uh-huh, hang on. She glanced at Brady, pursing her glossy lips. Hey, cutie, youre a guy.
Last I checked.
She popped her gum and grinned at him. Would you say you think about sex every eight seconds?
Nah. Every ten, tops. He fished through his pocket for cash.
My customer says no, she said into her phone, sounding disappointed. But Cosmo said a man might deny it out of self-preservation. And in any case, how can you trust a guy who has sex on the brain 24/7?
Brady nodded to the truth of that statement and accepted his change. Gathering his breakfast, he stepped outside where he was hit by the morning fresh air of the rugged, majestic Idaho Bitterroot mountain range. Quite a change from the stifling airlessness of the Middle East or the bitter desolation and frigid temps of Afghanistan. But being back on friendly soil was new enough that his eyes still automatically swept his immediate surroundings.
Always a soldier, his last girlfriend had complained.
And that was probably true. It was who he was, the discipline and carefulness deeply engrained, and he didnt see that changing anytime soon. Noting nothing that required his immediate attention, he went back to mainlining his caffeine. Sighing in sheer pleasure, he took a big bite of the first breakfast wrap, then hissed out a sharp breath because damn. Hot. This didnt slow him down much. He was so hungry his legs felt hollow. In spite of the threat of scalding his tongue to the roof of his mouth, he sucked down nearly the entire thing before he began to relax.
