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376 pages, Mass Market Paperback
First published January 1, 1994
The Windy City isn't quite ready for Phoebe Somerville—the outrageous, curvaceous New York knockout who has just inherited the Chicago Stars football team. And Phoebe is definitely not ready for the Stars' head coach, former gridiron legend Dan Calebow, a sexist jock taskmaster with a one-track mind. Calebow is everything Phoebe abhors. And the sexy new boss is everything Dan despises—a meddling bimbo who doesn't know a pigskin from a pitcher's mound.
She was, without a doubt, the most worthless, spineless, silliest excuse for a human being he'd ever met in his life.
"She sure doesn't know much about football. In the third quarter she cheered when we went offside."
What was his brainy bimbo up to now?
It wasn't enough. He wanted more. More of her sex. Her heart. Her soul.
”I guess we’re like oil and water.” -Phoebe
”I’d say we’re more like gasoline and a blowtorch.” -Dan
“Poor Phoebe. When are you going to finish inventing yourself?”
“When I get it right,” she said softly.
“I guess we’re oil and water.”I loved the slow burn of not just the romance between Phoebe and Dan but the relationship between Phoebe and her sister and the bromance between Ron and Dan as well. The love scenes are sexy and pack a lot of heat without feeling raunchy.
“I’d say we’re more like gasoline and blowtorch.”
“Sometimes I think bimbo is just another word men made up so they could feel superior to women who are better at survival than they are.”It was a joy seeing the way Susan Elizabeth Phillips constructed her evolution.