Book Review, Romance Review

Review: Mister Baller by Cassie-Ann L. Miller

Iris is trying to put her life back together after her sleazy ex-husband left her in debt. Nothing has gone right for her since losing her marriage and her business so she desperately needs the money she’ll make from renting out a room but Jude Kingston is the last person in the world she wants as a roommate.

Jude isn’t thrilled about the arrangement but he needs to live somewhere while he recovers and moving back in with his parents is even worse than living with Iris. The attraction is strong and mutual, but Iris sees her body as a traitor for the way it reacts to Jude. Besides, Jude would never make a move on his best friend’s ex, even if they’re not really friends anymore.

Iris is a too kind-hearted to remain enemies and begins helping Jude rehab his knee despite how she felt about him in college. Jude has never been so attracted to any woman, but he fights it for so long out of some misguided loyalty to a man who doesn’t deserve Iris or Jude’s friendship. Cassie-Ann Miller never disappoints so Iris and Jude’s story was sweet, hilarious and fun, as expected.  

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Mister Baller
by Cassie-Ann L. Miller
Bad Boys In Love book 2

Published 2020

Mister Baller by Cassie-Ann L. Miller
Mister Baller by Cassie-Ann L. Miller

My college rival. My ex-husband’s best friend.
My new roommate? Oh, boy.

The last thing I want is to rent my spare bedroom to my ex-husband’s best friend.

His six-foot-three, dimple-faced, alphahole best friend.

His injured-professional-football-player best friend.

But desperate times, desperate measures, y’know?

I can’t afford to hold grudges. These heaping bills of mine won’t pay themselves.

Keeping my distance from my new roommate should be simple enough. I mean, I can’t stand Jude Kingston. Plus, as my ex’s friend, he’s so off-limits he’s virtually radioactive.

In any case, Jude promises to stay out of my way. He’s just a broken football hero in need of a quiet place to focus on healing his injured knee and saving his lifelong dream.

Harmless, right?

Um, not so much…

The man is infuriating. He spends his days parading that shirtless, muscle-bound body all around my house. He insists on involving himself in my private business. He has zero concept of personal space.

But he also has this boyish, unintentional charm. And this inconvenient way of repeatedly coming to my rescue.

Suddenly, lust is throbbing in every room of this house.

Lingering gazes over the dinner table…
Sweaty workout sessions on the living room floor…
Stolen kisses in the moonlit hallways…

I can’t fight these soft feelings growing roots in my belly. Jude is a vine, slowly wrapping himself around my heart.

But when a piece of my past threatens his entire future, will our love even stand a chance?

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