{Review} Hard Luck by Liv Morris (@LivMorrisAuthor)

**A sexy standalone romcom where cocky chases sassy around the bases.**

Meet Brady Luck... 

Slugger. Hot shot. MVP.
I’ve been called it all.
I was the real deal, baby. 
The diamond was my battlefield.
Women were the victory celebration.
My "Lucky" streak was a given.
On and off the field. 

Then I slept with the wrong woman,
And she cursed me.
Literally.
Turned my game upside-down,
In the ballpark...and bedroom.
Now my team is paying the price.

My last hope is Cali Jones, 
A smart and sexy physician assistant.
Her Midas touch may fix my swing,
Repair my equipment.
But will it be enough to cure my hard luck?

​Cali Jones has let her weakness for baseball players shatter her heart for the very last time.  After all, she’s a highly intelligent modern woman who has worked hard to get where she is. 
 
Her career as a physician’s assistant to a prominent Urologist’s office in Chicago is both rewarding and challenging in ways that she could never have dreamed of.
 
That was until a very badly disguised patient calling himself “Brad Luciano” pays a visit to her office and begs for her help.

 
“They’re called players for a reason,” I add, my fresh mimosa in hand, leaving out the part about me having a weakness for them, especially baseball players. Their tight pants that show off even tighter asses, gunned up biceps, and those cocky attitudes flip my hormonal switch. Give a guy a ball glove and I turn to goo.

​As Chicago’s best chance for a World Series win, Brady Luck’s smile is as wicked as his reputation.  And his endless pursuit of the entire female population of the city has just landed him in a whole lot of trouble.
 
When one of his nightly conquests places a curse on him, he stops scoring – both on and off the field.  The cure to his problem is said to be the one woman that he’s meant to be with forever and that woman just happens to be Cali.
 
Against her better judgment, Cali agrees to help Brady with his problem.  But she maybe getting far more that she bargained for.

​“You’ve measured yourself, haven’t you?” she accuses with her words and eyes.

“Who, me?” I raise my brows and look up at the ceiling, feigning innocence. I mean, what guy hasn’t?

“I’d rather bend you over and spank you with it,” she huffs while crossing her arms over her chest.
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“That can be arranged too,” I laugh and waggle my brows.

​Hard Luck is a fabulously sexy romp around the baseball diamond! Liv has once again worked her magic to give us one of the most infuriating and yet adorable manwhores in Brady Luck.  One minute you want to slap his beautiful face and then the next you are swooning at his feet – and loving every inning of it.
 
So let us bow our heads and give thanks that there's more of Luck brothers on the way and for all the boys of summer…

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