Thursday, 11 June 2020

Release Blitz & Review...The Change Up by Meghan Quinn

  The Change Up by Meghan Quinn Release Date: June 11th Genre: Romantic Comedy   Add to Goodreads: https://bit.ly/3c58fnB
       
  AVAILABLE NOW!! FREE in Kindle Unlimited! Amazon US: https://amzn.to/3hcyDzK Amazon UK: https://amzn.to/2YkBIoz Amazon CA: https://amzn.to/30viSOf Amazon AU: https://amzn.to/30vj1kL       
  Blurb: BREAKING NEWS: The Bad Boy of Baseball, Maddox Paige, is totally and utterly whipped. Okay, that might not be the headlines in the newspaper this morning, but it's the reality of my current situation. It all started a month ago when I received a call from my best friend, Kinsley. She got a new job in Chicago and needed a place to stay. I've known the girl since I was five, what harm would it be to have her stay at my place for a while? Ha! Total disaster. Now instead of going out every night with my teammates, I'm couch surfing and sketching endless photos of my best friend . . . but that's the least of my concerns. The disaster, you ask? I'm rapidly falling head over cleats in love with my best friend, my roommate, and my number one fan. And she has no idea . . .       
  Prologue: **MADDOX** Have you ever said something you regret? Something you haven’t forgotten about an hour later? Something that sits with you, stews deep in your belly, and then seeps into your bones, burying itself so far into your marrow that all you can think about is the one thing you said . . . and how you wished you could take it back the minute it slipped past your lips? That’s where I am. Full of regret. People always say, “Don’t regret anything. It’s what makes you who you are.” That was said in a whiney, nasally voice. Did you hear it? Well, those people, the ones trying to spew rainbows and sunshine up your ass about blatant mistakes . . . yeah, they’re only saying that because they fuck up on a daily basis. Think about it, what REAL person is okay with all their regrets? No one. There is always that one thing you did, that one time, that you will always, always, always think . . . “What if I’d done that differently?” It keeps you up at night. You wonder, what transformed, what took over my brain, to utter such words. To alter your life completely and send it down an entirely different course. Yeah, my life has been fucking altered all right. Everything was fine. I was pitching one hell of a fucking season for the Rebels, my ride or die team. I was getting along with my teammates, even the infamous Cory Potter, who made a splash after last season. I’ll hand it to the man, he really is the boss. I was getting laid whenever I wanted, which is always a plus for a guy who has massive amounts of adrenaline pumping through him daily, especially on a pitching day. And there were no strings attached. None. Yeah, I might have a rotation of women I call, but any single player in the major leagues does. You need the outlet. Even the prestigious Cory Potter had some booty call numbers before he found Natalie. I was living a great life, and then it all changed. And it changed fucking fast. Before I knew it, I was staring into my fridge at dairy products not made from a cow, but rather from oat. What the fuck is that? Oat milk? Explain to me where an oat has a goddamn nipple. My toothbrush is made from bamboo, which gives off a very woody, splintery taste, and I’ve been using toothpaste tablets instead of paste from a tube . . . because apparently, tubes suck up life in the landfill. The eco-friendly toilet paper in my apartment disintegrates in my hand and is worthless, making bathroom breaks a fucking nightmare. And there’s a goddamn three-legged dog in a suit and tie sitting on my couch that goes by the name Herman, or Hermy for short. I don’t have any privacy, I don’t even remember what meat tastes like anymore, and “Hermy” has a goddamn staring problem. And the three-legged motherfucker, yeah, he’s stealthy. I find him waiting for me outside the shower . . . staring. When I wake up . . . staring. When I’m trying to make a goddamn tempeh sandwich . . . staring. Every time I tell him to “get a life” or to “fuck off” or for the love of Christ “get a new hobby”, he doesn’t even bat an eyelash. He just stares! I can’t fucking take it anymore. I’m losing my goddamn mind and I don’t know . . . maybe it’s because I haven’t had sex in what feels like forever, or because my burgers are now made of imposter “meat”, or maybe because I’m forced to do things I don’t want to do. Either way, something needs to give, because I’m pretty sure from all the vegan shit I’ve been eating, my armpits are just about ready to spring their own mung beans. Christ. One phone call. That’s all it took. One fucking phone call from a person I cannot say no to, a person who will forever and always be . . . my insanely beautiful and free-spirited best friend.
     
  About the Author: USA Today Bestselling Author, wife, adoptive mother, and peanut butter lover. Author of romantic comedies and contemporary romance, Meghan Quinn brings readers the perfect combination of heart, humor, and heat in every book.
   



I love this series and I’ve already claimed my man (Cory) but boy did Maddox came close to making me change my mind. I loved everything about this guy.

Maddox and Kinsley have been friends for years, they talk regularly on the phone but it’s been a while since they’ve seen each other. Kinsley has recently been offered a job in Chicago and needs a place to stay. She’s Maddoxs best friend so why wouldn’t he offer to let her stay with him? He’s not expecting her to have such a massive effect on him though. He’s gone from bad boy baseball player who likes the odd fight and been young, free and single to suddenly living with his vegan best friend who loves animals and who surely but slowly has him becoming a better person.

I absolutely loved Maddox and Kinsley. She is a sweetheart and a genuinely caring person who’s got a heart of gold. She’s a little quirky but I liked that. Maddox is completely different to what I’d been expecting. I loved how thoughtful he was when it came to Kinsley, the guy can’t say no to her and I really liked how wrapped around her finger he was. The banter and chemistry between them was perfect and I may have even swooned a time or two (that sweet side of Maddoxs is a killer).

This is another fantastic book from Ms Quinn. Full of witty banter, toms of chemistry and really likeable characters, this is a definite must read. 

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