Game On by Kelly Jamieson is now live!

Posted January 15, 2019 by sultrysirens in Excerpt, Release Blitz / 0 Comments

Game on
By Kelly Jamieson
On Sale January 15th | Ballantine/Loveswept


Kelly Jamieson is an auto-buy for me.”
—New York Times bestselling author Carly Phillips

“Kelly Jamieson does it again with another ice-melting read. Game On is all that!”—New York Times bestselling author Heidi McLaughlin

“Scorching hot and so much fun!”—Jessica Lemmon, bestselling author of the Real Love series

“I love the Aces so much . . . Another fabulous Aces book . . . about taking chances and the rewards you can gain when you open your heart.”—We Live and Breathe Books



When the stakes are this high, it’s game on . . .

Cam Brickley and his pro hockey teammates bet on everything: who can win five faceoffs in a row, who can do forty pushups in less than a minute, who can eat a ghost pepper without puking. But when his buddies bet him he can’t date the same woman—like, say, the hot blonde over at the bar—for two months and not fall in love, he’ll take that bet all day. Then he’ll laugh all the way to the hockey arena, where they’ll be washing his jock straps for the rest of the season, because Cam’s never giving up his bachelor lifestyle.

Olivia Lockwood, heiress to the Lockwood Industries fortune, is used to people using her for her money and family connections. When Cam Brickley hits on her in a club, Olivia’s first instinct is to brush him off. But he couldn’t be using her for her money, since he has more than enough of his own. Cam’s gorgeous and built, and it would be no hardship to go out with him . . . besides, he’d be the perfect spokesperson for the children’s charity she works with. Maybe it’s time for her to start using people.

Cam and Olivia are both in it for something. What they don’t know yet is that they’re playing for keeps.

USA Today bestselling author Kelly Jamieson is the author of more than forty contemporary romance novels. She writes the kind of books she loves to read—sexy romance with heat, humor, and emotion. She likes coffee (black), wine (mostly white), and shoes (high!). She also loves watching hockey.

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I wanted to kiss her and kiss her and kiss her. I wanted to have more than just my tongue inside her. I breathed in her scent, warm and flowery, trailed my fingers down her jaw, her throat, her open coat . . . down to the low, loose neckline of her top. I brushed over the top curve of one breast and she inhaled, then softly sighed.

Her skin was soft here too, so tempting.

I leaned over more, pressing her back into the seat, sliding my other hand into her hair to hold her head for my kisses . . . deep, wet, lush kisses.

Vaguely I was aware her hands were on me too, on my chest and shoulders, but we had too many goddamn clothes between us. I wanted her naked, in a bed.

Dredging up every particle of self-restraint I possessed, I slowly ended the kiss, pressed my lips once more to hers, then drew back. Her eyes flicked open and she stared into mine, hers hazy with lust, her lips parted, shiny, and swollen.

“Sweet fucking hell,” I muttered, using both hands to drag her hair back off her face and hold it there. “You make me want to throw you in the backseat, strip you out of your clothes, and bury myself inside you.”

She blinked.

“But we’re going to get out of the car, I’m going to walk you to the door, and we’re going to say good night.”

She blinked again, then swallowed.

“I know.” I closed my eyes and leaned over to kiss her forehead. “Are you aching as much as I am?” My dick was a throbbing spike.


I pulled in a long breath through my nose and released her. I slid out and rounded the car to open her door. I took her hand and led her to the front door of her building, where we stopped and I turned her to face me. “Once again, I made an ass of myself in public. Will you risk another date?”

She smiled. “I was to blame for part of that. I’m sorry again. And . . . yes.”

“It’ll likely be a while before I can see you. We have three games next week, Monday, Wednesday, Thursday, then we go to Columbus. After that, I have four days off though. If I’m still here.”


“Monday is the trade deadline.”

She stared at me. “Seriously? There’s a chance you could be traded?”

“I don’t know. I don’t think so. But you never know in this business. I know guys who’ve been told flat out they won’t be traded and then three months later they’re gone.”

“Oh my God. That’s terrible.” She looked extremely upset about this.

“Don’t worry, it probably won’t happen. We’ll talk. And we’ll figure out when I can come to one of your schools.”


I smiled at her apparent bemusement, leaned down to nuzzle her ear, and whispered, “Are your panties wet?”

Her eyes widened, then drifted closed. “Oh my God.”

“Are they?”

She hesitated, then whispered, “Yes.”

“Good.” I brushed one last kiss over her mouth. “’Cause I consider a date a failure if I don’t leave you with wet panties. Good night, Olivia.”

Game On
Ballantine Group; Loveswept | On Sale: January 15th, 2019 | ISBN: 9781101969434 | Pages 250 | Price: $4.99

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