This is the third (and final) installment in Jack & Cassie’s story!
“It’s one hell of a sledgehammer to the chest when your baseball career comes to an end. It’s like you finally realize that baseball never loved you back. All the sleepless nights, the hours spent at the gym trying to stay fit, the conditioning, the training, the mental preparation, the holiday’s missed, the birthday’s passed, the memories you didn’t get to make with your family…all for what? It’s not like baseball lost any sleep over you. She didn’t stay awake for nights on end trying to figure out how to make you a better player. She didn’t care. Baseball’s a business. A sport. A game. And as much as my entire life has been wrapped up in it, it’s time to let it go.”
– Jack Carter
Wow, I just cannot fathom that this was the last installment of Jack and Cassie’s story. I fell in love with this series at page one of book one and cannot deny that this is one of my top favorite series.
The Sweetest Game was such a feel good book and a wonderful way to close the chapter on Jack and Cassie’s lives together. And thank god we finally, finally got more of Dean and Melissa’s story and it was so worth it in the end.
We are given the HEA ending that all of us readers have been dying for since we first started reading about the Carter brothers, Kitten and Fun Size. I seriously will rave about this series forever as my heart will always belong with Jack Fucking Carter. But now that I am through with this, I cannot deny that I will reread these 3 books over and over and over again because they were that damn amazing. So I truly applaud J. Sterling for her work on this series, because it will stick with me through the years!
So our final installment in this series starts off at Jack and Cassie’s wedding which of course did nothing short of make me ball ugly happy/sad tears. It was one of the most romantic wedding chapters I have read in a book. But then Jack being Jack, he always has to put in his sexy but funny as hell antics in during a romantic setting.
“Ladies and gentlemen, I’d like to present for the very first time, Mr. and Mrs. Carter. Gramps smiled wide. It’s baby-making time, Jack whispered in my ear before grabbing my hand and pulling us from the altar. Heat spread across my cheeks as I choked back a response, but followed him anyway. I’d follow that man anywhere.”
Let’s say the baby making comment made me spit my wine in laughter at my kindle, but then just like Cassie, heat spread up my cheeks as well as my other areas (*wink*).
Jack is then dealt a shitty hand of cards when his hand is hurt during one of his games and this causes stressors between the perfect Mr. and Mrs. Carter.
“And I found myself scared to death about what this injury meant for him. Jack without baseball…well, that wasn’t Jack at all. I wouldn’t even know who that person was; I’d never known Jack when baseball wasn’t a huge part of his life.”
Yes, this book wasn’t all roses; because it gave us a glimpse of what Jack would be like if he didn’t have baseball in his life and it sure as shit wasn’t a good look on our sexy Jack Carter. He was a tool and quite the asshole to his wife.
But from weddings, to the threat of Jack’s ball playing career ending due to that injury, to Dean and Melissa’s relationship rollercoaster, to babies, this book absolutely had it ALL! The Sweetest Game gave us the closure that we all needed from this series and we will now be all in a serious book hangover.
And to leave you all with a little more of our cocky, schmexy as hell, baseball player we all love:
“I’m Harry Potter, babe. I’m fucking magic!”
Yes, my Jack Fucking Carter, yes you are fucking magic baby!
About the Author
I got fired from my last job. It’s true. I know you’re sitting there thinking “Jenn, how could anyone in their right mind fire someone as amazing and awesome as you???” And i’d love to give you a good reason, but the truth is- being this awesome is clearly very scary to other less awesome people.
So I said screw them and started writing my first book. And you know what I realized? Writing books that mean something to me is a million times better than working for my ass off for someone who doesn’t really care about anything other than the bottom line.
My soul feels more satisfied.
My heart, more full.
So thank you for reading, loving and recommending the stories I write.
I appreciate it more than you know. :)