5 star Review The Deal by Elle Kennedy.

5 star Review The Deal by Elle Kennedy.

the deal




Synopsis 1


She’s about to make a deal with the college bad boy…

 Hannah Wells has finally found someone who turns her on. But while she might be confident in every other area of her life, she’s carting around a full set of baggage when it comes to sex and seduction. If she wants to get her crush’s attention, she’ll have to step out of her comfort zone and make him take notice…even if it means tutoring the annoying, childish, cocky captain of the hockey team in exchange for a pretend date.

 …and it’s going to be oh so good

 All Garrett Graham has ever wanted is to play professional hockey after graduation, but his plummeting GPA is threatening everything he’s worked so hard for. If helping a sarcastic brunette make another guy jealous will help him secure his position on the team, he’s all for it. But when one unexpected kiss leads to the wildest sex of both their lives, it doesn’t take long for Garrett to realize that pretend isn’t going to cut it. Now he just has to convince Hannah that the man she wants looks a lot like him.

Excerpt 1

Thirty minutes before my shift ends, I find Garrett Graham in one of my booths.


Does this guy ever give up?

I have no desire to go over there and serve him, but I don’t have much of a choice. Lisa, the other waitress on duty, is busy tending to a group of faculty members at a table across the room, and my boss Della is behind the baby-blue Formica counter dishing out slices of pecan pie to three freshman girls sitting on the tall swivel stools.

I set my jaw and march up to Garrett, making my displeasure obvious as I meet his  twinkling gray eyes. He runs a hand through his cropped dark hair and flashes a lopsided grin.

“Hey there, Hannah. Fancy meeting you here.”

“Yeah, fancy,” I mutter, yanking my order pad out of my apron pocket. “What can I get you?

“A tutor.”

“Sorry, that’s not on the menu.” I smile sweetly. “We serve really good pecan pie, though.”

“You know what I did last night?” he says without acknowledging the sarcasm.

“Yep. You were text stalking me.”

He rolls his eyes. “Before that, I mean.”

I pretend to think it over. “Um…you hooked up with a cheerleader? No, you hooked up with the girls’ hockey team. No, wait, they’re probably not ditzy enough for you. I stick with my original guess—cheerleader.”

“Sorority sister, actually,” he says smugly. “But I’m talking about what I did before that.”

He raises one dark eyebrow. “But I’m very intrigued by your interest in my sex life. I can give you details about that another time if you want.”

“I don’t.”

“Another time,” he echoes in a dismissive tone, folding his hands on the blue-and-white- checkered tablecloth.

He’s got big hands with long fingers, short nails, and knuckles that are slightly red and cracked. I wonder if he’s been in a fight recently, but then I realize the busted-up knuckles are probably a hockey player thing.

“I was at study group yesterday,” he informs me. “There were eight other people there, and you know what the highest mark in the group was?” He blurts out the answer before I can hazard a guess. “C-plus. And our combined average was a D. How am I supposed to pass this makeup if I’m studying with people who are as dumb as I am? I need you, Wellsy.”

Wellsy? Is that a nickname? And how on earth does he know that my last name is Wells?

I never told—argh. Damn sign-up sheet.

Garrett notices my surprised look and cocks his brows again. “I learned a lot about you in study group. Got your number, your full name, even found out where you work.”

“Congratulations, you really are a stalker.”

“Nope, just thorough. I like to know what I’m up against.”

“Jesus Harold Christ! I’m not tutoring you, okay? Go bug somebody else.” I point at the menu in front of him. “Are you ordering? Because if not, then please go away and let me do my job in peace.”

“Jesus Harold Christ?” Garrett snickers before picking up the laminated menu and giving it a cursory glance. “I’ll have a turkey club.” He sets the menu down, then reaches for it again.

“And a bacon double cheeseburger. Just the burger, no fries. Actually, I changed my mind—yes to the fries. Oh, and a side order of onion rings.”

My jaw almost hits the floor. “You’re seriously going to eat all that?”

He grins. “Of course. I’m a growing boy.”

Boy? Nuh-uh. I’m only noticing it now—probably because I’ve been too distracted by how insufferable he is—but Garrett Graham is all man. There’s nothing boyish about him, not his chiseled good looks or his tall frame or that ripped chest of his, which suddenly flashes to mind as I remember the picture he sent me.

“I’ll also take a slice of that pecan pie and a Dr. Pepper to drink. Oh, and some tutoring.”

“Not on the menu,” I say cheerfully. “But the rest is coming right up.”

Before he can argue, I abandon his booth and head to the back counter to place his order with Julio, our night cook. A nanosecond later, Lisa rushes over and addresses me in a hushed voice.

“Oh my God. You know who that is, right?”


“It’s Garrett Graham.”

“I know,” I answer dryly. “That’s why I said yep.”

Lisa looks outraged. “What is wrong with you? Why aren’t you freaking out right now?

Garrett Graham is sitting in your booth. He talked to you.”

“Holy shit, he did? I mean, his lips were moving, but I didn’t realize he was talking.”

I roll my eyes and walk over to the drink station to pour Garrett’s drink. I don’t look his way, but I can feel those smoky gray eyes following my every movement. He’s probably sending ​telepathic orders for me to tutor him. Well, too bad for him. There’s no way I’m wasting the little spare time I have on a college hockey player who thinks he’s a rock star.

Lisa trails after me, oblivious to my sarcasm and still gushing about Graham. “He’s so  gorgeous. Like unbelievably gorgeous.” Her voice lowers to a whisper. “And I hear he’s  amazing in bed.”

I snort. “He probably started that rumor himself.”

“No, Samantha Richardson told me. She hooked up with him last year at the Theta kegger. Said it was the best sex of her life.”

I have no response, because I couldn’t care less about the sex life of some girl I don’t even know. Instead, I shrug and hold out the Dr. Pepper. “You know what? Why don’t you take his booth?”

The way Lisa gasps, you’d think I just handed her a check for five million dollars. “Are you sure?”

“Yep. He’s all yours.”

“Oh my God.” She takes a step forward as if she’s going to hug me, but then her gaze darts to Garrett and she appears to have second thoughts about broadcasting her terribly unwarranted joy. “I owe you so big for this, Han.”

I want to tell her that she’s actually doing me the favor, but she’s already dashing toward the booth to wait on her prince. I watch in amusement as Garrett’s expression clouds over at

Lisa’s approach. He picks up the glass she sets in front of him, then meets my gaze and slants his as if to say, you’re not getting rid of me that easily.



Rachels Review




Got your attention now? I absolutely loved this book. I’m already a fan of this author, but if I wasn’t then I would be after reading this. I devoured this story and am seriously fighting the urge to pick it back up and start it again already. It’s that damn good.

Occasionally a book will pop up that knocks your neon coloured socks off and this is one of them. Once I started it I didn’t want to put it down, I’m not kidding, I gave the “I’m reading and disturb me at your own risk face” to more than one person.

There is so much to love about this story and these characters. I fully admit to falling and falling hard for Garrett and Hannah.  When reading this story, I managed to get totally lost in the lives of Garrett and Hannah. From their first meeting, the stalking Garrett carries out to convince Hannah to help him, the tutoring, and the dating deal, to watching them accidentally fall for each other, every word was a delight to read.

Add in some very real issues they both have to deal with and you get a storyline that sucks you in and holds you as a willing prisoner. One of my favourite things about this story is how the author has the characters deal with the after effects of both domestic abuse and rape. Both Garrett and Hannah have deep emotional scars, but how it dealt with is wonderful. It’s especially so with Garret as he deals with both issues amazingly.

“I’m broken, and I wanted you to fix me.” Alarm widens his eyes. “I…still don’t understand.”
“You’re not broken, baby. I promise.” “Then help me prove it,” I whisper. “Please.” He gently pulls my head up. I meet his gaze and find nothing but raw emotion and shining sincerity. “Okay,” he whispers back. Then he lets out a long, unsteady breath. “Okay. I will.”

I was already head over heels for him before Hannah told him her story and after……..total gonner. Then he goes and makes me love him all the more with a simple speech to his ass of a father’s girlfriend. Sigh, Garrett.

I have to say that Hannah has become one of my favourite heroines.  I loved her strength and tenacity. She didn’t let what happened to her define her. I wanted to hug her for that alone.

Put these two together and you will be laughing at their bickering, crying with them over their horrible pasts and cheering for them to get together as you know they are going to be perfect together. All it takes is one kiss to prove that point. You can guarantee that these two while hot together and for each other will still make you laugh.

“Oh my God, are you kidding me?” He looks startled. “What’s wrong?” “Are you taking human growth hormones or something?” I snatch my hand back, fighting another rush of nervousness. “There’s no way that huge man monster is fitting inside me!”

Of course it’s a romance novel so there has to be some bumps in the road to happy ever after and they come in the form of Garrett’s father and his ultimatum to Hannah. There’s a scene that just about broke my heart, but I loved seeing how Garrett handles it. Which leads to a scene that had me in tears laughing. Have a taste…

I burst into the locker room and— Penises! Sweet Jesus. Penises everywhere. Horror slams into me as I register what I’m seeing. Oh God. I’ve stumbled onto a penis convention. Big penises and small penises and fat penises and penis-shaped penises. It doesn’t matter which direction I move my head because everywhere I look I see penises.

I’ve already said that I loved this book, I really do. I have a feeling it’s going to be one of those books that will become a comfort read for me. It’s not too often a book like this comes around and when it does you hold it close and of course recommend it to everyone.

I’m already desperate to get my hands on the next book in the series, but in the mean time I see many re-reads in the future. I have fallen big time for the hockey star and his singing angel. I hope that you do to.



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A USA Today bestselling author, Elle Kennedy grew up in the suburbs of Toronto, Ontario, and holds a B.A. in English from York University. From an early age, she knew she wanted to be a writer, and actively began pursuing that dream when she was a teenager.

Elle writes romantic suspense and erotic contemporary romance for various publishers. She loves strong heroines and sexy alpha heroes, and just enough heat and danger to keep things interesting!

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