Cindi Madsen | Why athletes make great romance heroes
Hey, Iβm Cindi Madsen and Iβm here celebrating the release of CONFESSIONS OF A FORMER PUCK
BUNNY. Iβve written four hockey players so far & I love sports romances,
so I figured Iβd talk about why athletes make such great romance heroes.
Ripped bodies from hours of training. Shallow, maybe. But whatβs a good
fictional escape without a hero with a drool-worthy body?
Smooth moves. Theyβve got great coordination and know how to push their
bodies to the limit. Enough said.
Turning sports terms into innuendos is almost too easy.
Iβd like to check out that tight end. Iβm down for some pucking.
Penetration is also occasionally thrown out during sports
announcingβpenetrate the backfield, penetrate the defense. (Does anyone else
hear Fat Amy from Pitch Perfect saying βNot a good enough reason to use
the word βpenetrate.ββ Just me?)
Iβd like to sack him. He can sack me anytimeβ¦
My, thatβs a big hockey stick you haveβ¦ Want me to hold your stick?
First base, second base, third base, sliding into homeβ¦
You can illegally touch me anytimeβ¦
Iβd totally be down for some double-team action.
Rear naked choke anyone?
(I think you get the point. And are now either horrified or impressed. LOL)
Clearly theyβve got a big fan base, which often leads to a lot of forward
women, but I think thatβs why we love seeing these guys go from being a little
too smooth with the ladies to completely losing their minds over that one girl
they canβt live without.
Once these guys commit to somethingβor someoneβthey really commit and give
it their all.
So, did I leave out anything? Why do you think athletes make the best romance
heroes?
Confession #1: I used to be a puck bunny, but after a hockey player broke my
heart, I gave up all things hockey. Now Iβm just focused on finding a way to
pass my math class so I can graduate college.
Confession #2: Ryder βOxβ Maddoxβs deep, sexy voice sends fuzzy tingles
through my entire body, and Iβm powerless to stop it. Which is a big problem
since the hot, surprisingly funny hockey player is my new math tutor.
Confession #3: I canβt stop thinking about how ripped Ryder is from all his
hockey training, and how fun itβd be to cross lines with him.
Confession #4: I kissed a hockey player and I liked it.
Confession #5: If Iβm not careful, I might relapse and fall for Ryder, and
then Iβll be totally pucked.
Cindi Madsen sits at her computer every chance she gets, plotting revising,
and falling in love with her characters. Sometimes it makes her a crazy person.
Without it, sheβd be even crazier. She has way too many shoes, but can always
find a reason to buy a new pretty pair, especially if theyβre sparkly, colorful,
or super tall. She loves music, dancing, and wishes summer lasted all year long.
She lives in Colorado (where summer is most definitely NOT all year long) with
her husband and three children.
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