Tuesday, June 16, 2015

**** Review Of Zack Cold Fury Hockey # 3 By: Sawyer Bennett ***

Cold Fury Hockey # 3
By: Sawyer Bennett
Releasing June 9, 2015

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Wow that was one hell of a book. I love this series. 
From book one. I cried for Zach and Ben in book two when Gina 
died in book two. Grief can do some strange things to you. 
But everyone grieves deferentially. I did not know how he 
was going to get past it. But I know that Love is a funny thing.
 It hits you when you least expect it. and sometimes your not 
even sure that is what your feeling. I love how Sawyer 
Bennett handled this story. the last book tore me up reading 
it, this one had it's moments of joy and sorrow. so keep the 
tisues handy as this book is an emotional journey. And we 
get to read thanks to her. I can not wit to read Ryker's story, 
I hope it comes soon. 
I hope you enjoy this book I know I did.

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New York Times bestselling author Sawyer Bennett goes 
for a hat trick with the latest romance in a sexy series 
about cool-as-ice hockey players and the women heating 
up their lives.
Warning: The following contains spoilers from a 
cliffhanger in Garrett.

Rising star Zack Grantham has been stuck in a downward 
spiral of grief that has put his career on hold. Back on the 
road with the Carolina Cold Fury, still crippled by emotional 
baggage, and now a single dad, he’s in need of some serious 
help with his son. But while the nerdy new nanny wins his 
son’s heart, Zack isn’t sure he’s ready for a woman’s 
touch—even after getting a glimpse of the killer curves she’s 
hiding under those baggy clothes.

Kate Francis usually keeps men like Zack at a distance. 
Though his athlete’s body is honed to perfection, he refuses 
to move on with his life—and besides, he’s her boss. Still, the 
sparks between them are undeniable, tempting Kate to turn 
their professional relationship into a personal one. But before
 she makes a power play for Zack’s wounded heart, Kate will
 have to open him up again and show him that love is worth 
the fight.


My heart feels like it’s going to leap out of my chest as 
I stand at the sink and wash the griddle clean. It’s actually kind 
of a pleasure to clean up in a kitchen like this. I’ve never 
been in a home this nice, and it’s hard not to stare around in 
wonder at all the shiny. His kitchen is übermodern, with sleek
 blond-oak cabinets and stainless-steel handles. The counters 
are done in black granite with flecks of gray throughout and 
the sink is a massive single bin made of some type of stone.
Zack sits at the table on the opposite side of the L-shaped 
kitchen counter with Ben as they eat their breakfast. His eyes
 remain pinned on me, a mixture of anger and confusion.
He clearly doesn’t like me and I have no clue why. I expect 
him at any moment to just fire me. I can see it in his 
eyes…That’s what he wants.
There was a moment when Ben hurtled his little body at me 
that I cut a glance at Zack, and I saw fury wash over him. It
 scared me so bad, I almost ran out of the house right then. 
But I didn’t because I really, really, really need this job. 
Without it, I’m just one bus ticket away from being forced to
 return home to live with Daddy in our dingy tin can of a trailer
 in the backwoods of eastern North Carolina. And I promised 
myself when I left home five years ago, as much as I adore
 my daddy, I would never let that happen.
So I pulled on all of my available confidence that I’ve built up
 over the years along with my sheer will to survive and 
promptly ignored Zack and his dirty looks and started to 
clean his kitchen. He didn’t say a word, just watched me as 
I worked and sometimes would make conversation with Ben.
I’m just wiping down the counters when Zack picks up the 
empty plates and walks over to put them in the dishwasher. 
When he’s finished, he turns to Ben and says, “Why don’t 
you go upstairs and play in your room a bit? I need to talk to
 Kate about a few things.”
“Can I watch TV?” Ben asks.
“Sure,” Zack says, and Ben jets from the table and pounds 
his way upstairs.
I rinse out the dishcloth in my hand, wring it, and then fold it 
over the faucet. Turning to Zack, I find him leaning a hip 
against the counter with his arms crossed defensively over 
his chest. His gaze is frosty when he says, “What exactly did 
Delaney tell you the job would consist of?”
Man, he intimidates the hell out of me. He towers over me,
 and even though he has the face of an angel with dark brown
 hair and whiskey-colored eyes perfectly supported by 
a strong jaw, so much animosity is radiating off him that I think
 he may be the devil.
I know all about Zack Grantham. That’s because I love
 sports. All kinds of sports, but in particular, Cold Fury hockey. 

When North Carolina got its first professional ice hockey 
team, I had just started sixth grade. But I remember sitting on 
the ratty green corduroy-covered couch in our trailer, and 
Daddy and I rooting for the Cold Fury. Of course, often he’d
 be drunk and passed out by the third period, but at least for 
two periods we’d have a good time bonding over our mutual
 love of the sport.
I’ve followed the team closely ever since. Of course, I’ve 
never been to a live game, that being an absolute luxury 
I could have never afforded, but because every game is 
broadcast locally, I rarely miss one unless I’m studying for an
 important test or something. And because I follow the team 
so well, I know exactly who Zack Grantham is.
He’s an amazing player and, truth be told, if I could afford 
a jersey, I’d probably get one with his name on it. Or maybe 
Alex Crossman’s. Or even Garrett Samuelson’s. About four 
months ago, Zack was in a terrible car accident that killed 
Ben’s mom, Gina, and caused him to be kept out of the first 
half of the season with a fractured wrist. That has apparently 
 healed enough that he’s ready to return to the team, and thus
 the need for a nanny for Ben.
I was utterly stunned when I got a call from his sister, 
Delaney, for an interview. I had posted my résumé and 
qualifications on a website for nanny services, knowing it 
would be a long shot because most of my experience came 
from helping my sister, Kelly, with her three kids, and other 
various babysitting jobs. But at this point, I needed work, so 
I was applying to every place I could think of.
“Now you seem to have nothing to say,” Zack growls, and my 
body jerks over the derision in his voice.
“Sorry,” I mutter. “Um…Delaney said you needed a live-in 
nanny for Ben. That the position would be full-time until he 
started school in the fall, and then part-time after that. She 
said I’d be responsible for his care when you weren’t here 
and that I’d have to do basic household chores and stuff.”
Zack nods at me, unfurls his arms from across his chest, and 
rubs his chin thoughtfully. “Delaney thinks you’re right for this 
job. I’m going to have to trust her on that.”
“I am,” I tell him earnestly. “I’ll take very good care of Ben.”
“You’d better,” he growls at me so menacingly, I take an 
involuntary step backward. “If you harm one hair on my 
child’s head, I will make you regret it. Do you understand?”
The scared country girl inside me wants to curl into the fetal
 position and just shrink away from the threat in his voice. But 
I’m not that young girl anymore. I’ve pulled myself out of 
crappy circumstances and made a new life for myself. I’ve 
worked hard over the years to build up my self-esteem, and 
I’m not about to let this man tear it down.
Squaring my shoulders at him, I give him a stern look.

 “I appreciate your protectiveness of Ben, and I’d feel the same 
way about my own child. I can assure you, you have nothing
 to worry about. But I have to insist that you treat me with 
some type of respect for the position I hold. At the very least, 
you don’t want to teach your son it’s okay to threaten 
 and intimidate women, do you?”
Zack stares at me, his amber-colored eyes turning almost 
a dark brown. He blinks a few times and shakes his head. 
“Are you always this blunt?”
“I’m always this honest,” I clarify for him.

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~*~*~ Sawyer Bennett ~*~*~

USA Today Best-Selling Author, Sawyer Bennett is a snarky 
southern woman and reformed trial lawyer who decided to 
finally start putting on paper all of the stories that were 
floating in her head. Her husband works for a Fortune 100 
company which lets him fly all over the world while she stays 
at home with their daughter and three big, furry dogs who 
hog the bed. Sawyer would like to report she doesn’t have 
many weaknesses but can be bribed with a nominal amount 
of milk chocolate.

Sawyer is the author of several contemporary romances 
including the popular Off Series, the Legal Affairs Series and 
the Last Call Series. She will be releasing her second book in 
the Cold Fury Hockey Series with Random House 
Loveswept, February 2015.

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