I received this book for free in exchange for an honest review. This does not affect my opinion of the book or the content of my review.Fighting for What's His by Laura Kaye
Series: Warrior Fight Club #2
Published by Laura Kaye on 7th September 2018
Genres: Contemporary Romance, Military
Source: the Author
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Billy Parrish is a private investigator and Shayna Curtis is his now roommate, his best friend’s little sister who’s a photojournalist.
Fighting for What’s His falls under the forbidden/roommates to lovers romance tropes that I know a lot of people adore (ME TOO!) but Laura Kaye takes a bit further as our characters are hurt and suffering form their past. They have survivors guilt and PTSD.
Laura Kaye if you don’t know writes some amazing books/series, her writing is always a treat. Her couples have such great chemistry (this is one not an exception). I really liked Billy and Shayna, they forbidden/relcutant aspect allowed to get to know each other before they gave in to their mutual attraction. They were sweet and easily to connect and like.
Quibbles: I wanted more them together, more of them to talk it out and seemed like there was emphasis on bits that didn’t need to be there.
Overall, its a fast paced book that deals with some big issues and gives a HEA for our beloved couple. It’s great addition to a fantastic series about Veterans and their well deserved happy endings !!
Shayna saw Billy through the windows to the gym with the fighting rings where his club met. He was on his knees facing another fighter—a woman with a long black braid—while a bigger group knelt around the two of them. Shay had just enough time to appreciate that the club included women veterans before the woman attacked him.
For a long moment, they grappled with each other until Billy managed to flip the woman and pin her to the ground.
Three visceral reactions rocked through Shayna.
An almost animalistic appreciation of Billy’s brute strength.
Arousal at the memory of Billy pinning her against the wall.
And jealousy that another woman was experiencing the feeling of the weight of his body instead of her.
Shayna’s heart tripped into a sprint as she stood there, slack-jawed and wanting…
Suddenly, Billy sprang into a kneeling position again as the woman got up and moved to the outer ring of people, and it was clear that some sort of trash-talk being thrown between them from the looks on their faces and the way the others were laughing and clapping.
And then Mo moved into the center with Billy. As big as Billy was, Mo…Mo was like a mountain. His ready smile and deep laugh had earlier put Shayna at ease and allayed any concerns she’d had that she might be invading a space where she wasn’t wanted. But now Mo looked nothing short of intimidating as he stared Billy down.
The men seemed to lunge at the same time. They slammed into each other and worked to pull each other flat to the ground, and then finally they both went down. Shayna couldn’t see who had the advantage around those cheering the two men on, and she realized that she was straining and moving to the side to get a better view.
Whatever was going on, it was much longer before the fighters traded out, and this time it was Billy coming out of the center to join those on the side. A few of his teammates shook his hand before he moved outside of the group to grab his water bottle. And then he tilted his head way back to take a long drink.
And, holy mother of sweaty hot men, Billy Parrish was freaking gorgeous.
Muscles glistening. Shorts hanging dangerously low on his lean hips. Dark blond hair made even darker from sweat. Even the fingerless black gloves he wore were sexy as fuck. His Adam’s apple bobbed as he drank.
Shayna swallowed hard herself.
He wiped his mouth on the back of his glove and capped the bottle again, and then he did a double take as he noticed her standing in the window.
Heat absolutely roared over Shayna at having been caught so blatantly ogling him. And there was a smugness to the almost-smile he wore. But he gave her a little wave and nodded his head as if to invite her inside.
The gesture should not have made any part of her feel gooey, but it seemed her crush on her brother’s best friend had resurrected enough to indeed cause gooeyness. Whether she wanted that to happen or not.