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Title: Love Tap
Author: M.N. Forgy
Publication Date: July 6th 2016 by M.N. Forgy
Plot: All I ever wanted was to be a female fighter.
It was in my blood to smack people around.
Some girls wore pink dresses and makeup, I wore sneakers and bruises.
I was a loner, stuck to myself because I was different, until Camden Steel moved next door.
I punched him in the mouth, and he saw me through rose colored glasses from that day on.
I had everything I ever wanted.
The boy next door, inspiring career… until I didn’t.
He hates me. I deserve that.
They say you have to fight for what you want… What they don’t tell you… is it’ll cost you more than you're willing to give to reach the top.
It was in my blood to smack people around.
Some girls wore pink dresses and makeup, I wore sneakers and bruises.
I was a loner, stuck to myself because I was different, until Camden Steel moved next door.
I punched him in the mouth, and he saw me through rose colored glasses from that day on.
I had everything I ever wanted.
The boy next door, inspiring career… until I didn’t.
He hates me. I deserve that.
They say you have to fight for what you want… What they don’t tell you… is it’ll cost you more than you're willing to give to reach the top.
☆✮ My Review ✮☆
☆ I received an ARC via TRSOR PR in exchange for an honest review. Thank you! ☆
Tatum Davis was by far different from many female leads I've come across in reads. She was strong, refreshing, self-less, and tenacious. Not to mention, she was mighty bad ass in the ring. Watch out!!
Tatum has had her hand in getting lost in expectations of others, doubting herself and her wants and needs in life, and even experiencing the pangs of utter heartbreak. She has lived trying to please others--- going to college in attempt to appease her straight laced parents-- and giving up the only man she had ever loved-- and yet, still loves.
Fate has a funny hand at thing, as sometimes what the heart truly wants comes to face you when you least expect it.
Now deciding to pursue what she loves full time and stop living for the wants of outsiders, she decides to immerse herself head on into the MMA world only to meet the man she had broken the heart of. Only catch is, he hates her with every fiber of his being and would like nothing more to break her the way she did when he needed her the most.
Love Tap can be classed as a sports romance and also one centering around second chances, love, loss, redemption, and also coming to terms with who you are and not settling for any less.
For Camden and Tatum, both lose themselves along the way and throughout find themselves in the end. For Tatum is was about not succumbing to the labels society places on women and to take the reigns and be who she was and do what she loves. She was never going to be that conventional girl that she was being pressured to be and was different in all ways and faucets.
As for Camden who had his share of dilemma-- he too has had a shaky and turbulent past and has always relied on Tatum, his best friend and lover, to get him through the dark. When she abruptly leaves him just as he is rising in the MMA world, he spirals out of control and loses himself in the process, and therefore becomes a bitter and angry shell of what he once was.
What I liked during the course of this novel was that love and life are not something you can predict, control, or even contain. It like fate, can occur anywhere, at any given time in either a nudge, tap, or a massive collision. Camden and Tate experience this as they both repair old hurts, chase after their dreams, and fight tooth and nail for their love and leave nothing on the table.
They were an awesome duo, although I do have to admit to not like Camden very much in the beginning. However, once he warmed up to Tatum, I was completely on board with him.
Tatum, on the other hand, I just loved wholeheartedly and inexplicably.
Anyway, before I gobber on and on about this amazing read I'll end my review here. Seriously ladies, this one is a winner and one hell of a read!! One click now!!
My Rating:
♥♥♥♥
☆✮ Excerpt ✮☆
Climbing off the bed I grab her by the ankle, jerking her to the edge of the bed roughly.
She jumps awake panicked. Her wild, frantic eyes finding mine.
“Camden, what the fuck?”
“I thought I made it clear I didn’t want you to move, I wanted you to sleep on me.” My voice hard and accusing, all the feelings I felt that morning after she left when I was eighteen surfacing. She jerks her foot, but I tighten my hold. “I wasn’t joking.”
Bending down I grab her by the hips and throw her naked body over my shoulder.
“What are you doing? Have you lost your mind?”
“I have, and it’s because I fell for the little girl next door when I was a fucking kid,” I bark.
Yanking the curtains to the floor to ceiling window open I set her down, her back facing me.
“Put your hands on the window,” I instruct harshly.
She obeys surprisingly, and looks over her shoulder. “What are you doing?”
“Fucking you.”
Spreading her ass cheeks I push the head of my dick into her quickly, needing to feel her now. She takes in a sharp breath, her fingers tensing against the glass as I shove into her with so much force her head bangs against the window.
My chest rising and falling rapidly, I caress the shell of her ear with my lips.
“I know what you’re thinking.”
Her forehead pressed against the window she turns it, looking me in the eye.
“What?”
“That I’m possessive, controlling, crazy.” I thrust into her hard and her mouth parts with pleasure. “You made me this way, you made me the crazy man that wants to love you.”
Pressing my back onto hers, I interlock our fingers on the window, my face in the crook of her neck.
“Let me love you, let me be the crazy motherfucker that loves you.”
She nods, her breath fogging the glass as I continue to thrust into her.
She jumps awake panicked. Her wild, frantic eyes finding mine.
“Camden, what the fuck?”
“I thought I made it clear I didn’t want you to move, I wanted you to sleep on me.” My voice hard and accusing, all the feelings I felt that morning after she left when I was eighteen surfacing. She jerks her foot, but I tighten my hold. “I wasn’t joking.”
Bending down I grab her by the hips and throw her naked body over my shoulder.
“What are you doing? Have you lost your mind?”
“I have, and it’s because I fell for the little girl next door when I was a fucking kid,” I bark.
Yanking the curtains to the floor to ceiling window open I set her down, her back facing me.
“Put your hands on the window,” I instruct harshly.
She obeys surprisingly, and looks over her shoulder. “What are you doing?”
“Fucking you.”
Spreading her ass cheeks I push the head of my dick into her quickly, needing to feel her now. She takes in a sharp breath, her fingers tensing against the glass as I shove into her with so much force her head bangs against the window.
My chest rising and falling rapidly, I caress the shell of her ear with my lips.
“I know what you’re thinking.”
Her forehead pressed against the window she turns it, looking me in the eye.
“What?”
“That I’m possessive, controlling, crazy.” I thrust into her hard and her mouth parts with pleasure. “You made me this way, you made me the crazy man that wants to love you.”
Pressing my back onto hers, I interlock our fingers on the window, my face in the crook of her neck.
“Let me love you, let me be the crazy motherfucker that loves you.”
She nods, her breath fogging the glass as I continue to thrust into her.
☆✮ About the Author ✮☆
M.N. Forgy was raised in Missouri where she still lives with her family. She's a soccer mom by day and a saucy writer by night. M.N. Forgy started writing at a young age but never took it seriously until years later, as a stay-at-home mom, she opened her laptop and started writing again. As a role model for her children, she felt she couldn't live with the "what if" anymore and finally took a chance on her character's story. So, with her glass of wine in hand and a stray Barbie sharing her seat, she continues to create and please her fans.
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