Playing House

This is a sweet and sexy romance that fans of the genre will love. In it, Nell is a throwback from another era, right down to making (and wearing) vintage clothing from the Victorian era. She marches to the beat of a different drummer and feels as though she's disconnected from most people and living during the wrong time period. Brodie is an elite athlete playing with the Sydney Smoke rugby team when he meets Nell. Her brother is Brodie's teammate, but Nell conceals that from him, creating all kinds of problems for Brodie....along with a few surprises. I loved both Brodie's and Nell's heart and the way it motivated them throughout this story. While somewhat predictable, I thoroughly enjoyed the telling of this tale. This is a wonderful series that should be at the top of the TBR list of every romance fan. The author is on my must read authors' list.

4.5 Stars I'm a big fan of this series and I loved this addition. Bodie and Eleanor were just so endearing and so perfect for one another. What made this book so good for me is the way Bodie accepts Eleanor for who she is. She's a little quirky, but that's why I loved her character so much. You have to look no further for top notch book boyfriend material then Bodie. Through the whole book and especially at the he will have you swooning. There is one part that just broke my heart and had the tears flowing. This book definitely has the fun and light hearted vibe, but there are also the heart clenching moments. Over all a definitely a must read.

Don’t waste your time reading this, just get this amazing book! Or for a play-by-play, look down below. I dislike stories about virgins: Eleanor Davis is a virgin. I don’t go looking for “older brother’s little sister” stories either; maybe because I don’t have a brother. When reading the blurb, one gets a good idea of what the “surprise” is, which is not my favourite trope either. Why choose to read PLAYING HOUSE? Because I adore Amy Andrews, the Sidney Smoke Rugby series is brilliant, and I loved Bodie – Spidey – from the previous books. And no, you don’t have to read the four dazzling, wonderful, amazing four other books in this series in order to savour PLAYING HOUSE. Ha! I have mentioned something of the sort before, but it needs reiterating: sometimes I wonder if sex hasn’t been invented so that Amy Andrews can write about it because she does it so incredibly well, that she had this blasé reader enthralled. Eleanor has chosen to Bodie Webb to be the one to take her virginity; when she spots him, her girly parts scream: “him, him, him”, and Bodie is smitten with her enchanting, pillowy bosom. And this, my friends, is the prelude to the steamiest, sexiest, sweetest, most wonderful sex scenes ever written. And guess what? Sex scenes bore me as a rule, I often skim them, or skip them entirely, and I was mesmerised by those in PLAYING HOUSE. Amy Andrews is a fabulous writer, but she outdid herself big time with PLAYING HOUSE. PLAYING HOUSE at first seemed to be wall-to-wall sex, and I did not mind one bit, which is an accomplishment in itself, as far as I’m concerned. Bodie and Eleanor are unique characters: Eleanor’s infatuation with the nineteenth century even provides her the means to earn a living; Bodie is far from your typical manwhore, and boy, do these two ever send sparks flying! While reading PLAYING HOUSE, I laughed, I smiled, I nearly swooned, and I cried! Because as you can deduct from the blurb, the sexfest has consequences, and have tissues at the ready, because at around 78%, I was crying so hard, I had tears running down my nose, I couldn’t stop crying, and I couldn’t stop reading; PLAYING HOUSE will not put you to sleep, I can guarantee it. I don’t know how Amy Andrews can top this superlative book, but I know she will; her talent is boundless, as she demonstrated with PLAYING HOUSE. I read and reviewed an advanced copy of this book. All thoughts and opinions are my own.