Blog Tour, Review & Excerpt: Jock Row (Jock Hard #1) by Sara Ney

Posted May 4, 2018 by Kim in 5 Stars, Blog Tour, In Review / 0 Comments


Happy, happy, happy book birthday to Sara Ney and Jock Row! I’ve been excited about the new Jock Hard series since I read the novella, Switch Hitter, as part of the Team Player anthology a few months ago. It DID NOT disappoint. Instead, it left me with all the heart eyes and cheesy grins. You have to check this one out!

Blog Tour, Review & Excerpt: Jock Row (Jock Hard #1) by Sara NeyJock Row by Sara Ney
Series: Jock Hard #1
Genres: New Adult, Contemporary, Romance
Publication date: May 3, 2018
Publisher: Self-Published
Format: eARC, How I got it: From the author
Add it: Goodreads
Buy it: Amazon
My rating:

Scarlett is always the sensible one: The sober driver. The planner. The one holding your hair back while you're worshiping the porcelain gods.

Week-after-week, she visits Jock Row with her friends—the university's hottest party scene and breeding ground for student athletes. And if keeping her friends out of trouble, and guys out of their pants, was a sport, she'd be the star athlete.

Being a well known jock-blocker gets her noticed for all the wrong reasons; just like that, she's banned from Jock Row. NO GUY WANTS A GIRL AROUND WHO KEEPS THEIR JOCK FRIENDS FROM GETTING LAID.

"Rowdy" Wade is the hot shot short-stop for the university's baseball team—and the unlucky bastard who drew the short straw: keep little Miss Goody Two-Shoes out of the Baseball House.

But week-after-week Scarlett returns, determined to get inside.

I received a complimentary copy of this book for review consideration.
This does not affect my opinion of the book or the content of my review.

In Review My Thoughts

I can’t even begin to tell you how much I loved Jock Row. Though, I suppose I have to try since I’m writing a review, huh? 🙂 I’ve been a big fan of everything I’ve read (so far) of Sara’s, so I’ve been eagerly anticipating her new Jock Hard series since reading the prequel novella Switch Hitter a few months ago. I’m always on the lookout for my next favorite new adult sports romance series and this one could wind up being one of them.

I’ll admit I was a little skeptical of “Rowdy” at first. While he wasn’t as much of a jerk as the other guys on the team, I definitely side-eyed him in the beginning. But I think that basically only lasted for the duration of the first night, when he kicked Scarlett out of the house. It didn’t take me all that long to realize he was a special kind of guy. I really liked Scarlett right from the start. I admire her lady balls in going back to the house again and again after she was kicked out initially. I’m damn sure I wouldn’t have had the nerve to do it. But, I’m also really glad she did because Rowdy was worth it. And they were freaking adorable together. Granted, they got off to a rough start, but the transition to friendship and the s l o w burn that came with it made me so happy.

I couldn’t get enough of Scarlett and Rowdy. I couldn’t even read the book as quickly as I wanted to because I HAD TO savor it (some, anyhow). Their banter and that delicious slow burn and build up, the swoons, the ridiculous adorableness with Rowdy and his family. Every little bit of it was perfection. Oh, and it did get delightfully hot and sexy before it was all said and done, too. Rowdy had a dirty mouth and I was absolutely there for it. Jock Row gave me all the cheesy grins and heart eyes and it’s absolutely going in my “reread this often” pile. I can’t wait to see whose story we get next!


“If you’re saying there’s even a chance of letting me inside your tight, wet pussy, I’m willing to wait until you’re ready.”

I’m an athlete—a champion. I play hard and jock harder, and these little games I’ve started with her? I’m playing to win.

“Sometimes I don’t know what to say around her anymore, or where to put my hands—like, I just want to hug her all the time and I don’t give a shit that we haven’t had sex yet.” Long pause. “Okay that’s a lie, I totally give a shit that we haven’t had sex, but I don’t want to freak her out. She’s so smart, Mom.”

I look at him. I see him. I love him.

About Sara Ney

Sara Ney is the USA Today Bestselling Author of the How to Date a Douchebag series, and is best known for her sexy, laugh-out-loud New Adult romances. Among her favorite vices, she includes: iced latte's, historical architecture and well-placed sarcasm. She lives colorfully, collects vintage books, art, loves flea markets, and fancies herself British.

Jesus Christ, she has a dimple in her damn cheek.

I’m a sucker for those.

She shoots me a tentative smile, ass parked on the stoop, back propped against the wooden siding of the house.

It’s obvious that she’s blushing by the way she ducks her head, glancing down at the floor, the soft glow from the two busted lamps illuminate the crown of her head.

The porch lights are busted and rusty, needing their bulbs changed, one flickering—the other just about to burn out. It makes the entire place look like a goddamn Halloween fun-house, casting a weird glow on the girl’s smooth, pale skin.

And her pretty dimple.

Stop staring at it, dipshit.

I cast my glance at her outfit, doing my best to analyze her under the dim lights; she must have been sweaty inside the house; I got a good look at her before convincing her to follow me, but still study her as if seeing her for the first time.

Both of her boots are tucked under her legs, and she sits, cross-legged on the ground. Blows out a frustrated puff of air that translates into a billowing stream of steam. 

“So.” She wraps her puffed sleeved arms around her knees, hugging them tight. Shivers. “Now what?”

Her prim ponytail is jaunty, bobbing when she tilts her head to gaze over at me.

“Now I babysit you.”

“Lovely. We can bond.”

I position my large body against the railing, giving it a gentle shake to make sure it’s sturdy before supporting all my weight on it. It’s solid and secure and is going to get real uncomfortable real fucking fast if I have to stand here all night.

The girl raises her brows at me. They appear black in this light; full and arched expertly. “Have you babysat anyone before?”

“No one I managed to keep alive,” I joke. “A few cousins my parents forced me to watch a few times; never would feed them but would occasionally throw out a dog bone so they wouldn’t get hungry.”

She smiles, dimple denting the smooth right side of her face. “Is that what you have planned for me?”

I raise my empty hands. “I’m fresh out of Scooby snacks. Guess we’ll both have to starve.”

“Sorry you have to sit out here.”

“Really?” I sound hopeful. “No one is forcing you to sit out here.”

Her light laugh is quiet. “Fine. I guess I’m not that sorry.” She bites down on her lower lip. “I’d be lying if I said I wasn’t enjoying your discomfort—just a little bit.”

“Gee, thanks.”

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