I despise Erik Winter.
He’s arrogant and cruel—a man I wouldn’t wish on my worst enemy—and by some twisted turn of fate, he’s my new Olympic gymnastics coach.
I’ve had to contend with gruff coaches in the past, but Erik is far worse. His stern demeanor complements a body built for intimidation, and his reprimands come from a mouth so cunning, I know it could strip me of my defenses—if I let it.
Though each of us would love to be rid of the other forever, we are bound to each other by need and necessity. I’m his rising star, his best shot at proving himself to his critics. And without a coach, I have zero chance of winning gold in Rio.
The easiest way forward would be to wave a white flag and make peace with the man I’ll be sharing close quarters with for the foreseeable future, but he is intent on war.
Fine. By. Me.
If he pushes me, I’ll push back harder. If he wants to test me, to play with my head, I’ll show him just how many boundaries I’m willing to cross. Because I know it’s not a choice between winning or warring—not if you can have them both. At the end of it all, I plan on leaving Rio with gold around my neck and his icy heart in the palm of my hand.
Let the Games begin!
I should have read some of the other reviews before I dove in and read this book at work because holy crap was I EVER turned on! The fist half this book is like on drawn out bout of foreplay! When they finally get down to business it is hot and explosive! The chemistry and hate between these Brie and Erik is polarizing and I couldn’t get enough! The fight and passion they had for each other is probably the best love/hate relationship I’ve ever read.
Once in the gym you get a feel for what it is like to compete in front of hundreds of thousands and the pressure these athletes put on themselves. I can’t recommend this story enough, if you like the push and pull relationships with a dash of sports you will want to read this one.
PS. You will never look at a yoga studio or a balance beam the same again. 😉