The third highly anticipated novel in the sexy Dive Bar series from New York Times bestselling author Kylie Scott!
Love isn’t always NEAT…
Bartender and all round bad boy, Eric Collins, has come to a crossroads. It’s time to take life seriously and maybe even attempt to settle down. If only the person he was hoping to settle down with didn’t turn out to be pregnant.
Starting over in a small town, Jean is determined to turn her wild lifestyle around and be the kind of mother she always wished she’d had. Since local bar owner and all round hottie, Eric, is now determined to steer clear of her pregnant self, it should be easy. When she goes into labor during a snowstorm and her car slides on some ice, however, it’s Eric who comes to the rescue.
There seems to be a bond between them now, but is it enough? And can Eric give up his manwhore ways to be the man Jean needs?
About the Author
NY Times and USA Today bestselling author of the Stage Dive series KYLIE SCOTT is a long time fan of erotic love stories, rock n roll, and B-grade horror films. Based in Queensland, Australia she reads, writes and never wastes time on the internet.
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"Face it, Eric. You're a fuckboy."
I turned away from the shapely ass I'd been checking out, and frowned. "Jesus, Nell. That's a bit harsh, don't you think?"
"No, not really," she said, smoothing a loving hand over her small baby belly.
I fixed my gaze on her face, ignoring everything and anything to do with her midsection. I did not want to know anything about her pregnancy. Not that I wasn't happy for her and her husband. We'd all gone to school together and been friends a long time, after all. But for lots of really good reasons, me and babies didn't mix. Every time I saw Nell's bump, it worried me. I said a little prayer to please let her and the baby be okay this time, and then did my best not to think about it again. Not to remember the baby we'd lost last year. There were things much more happiness-inducing going on in the bar area than falling into grief and regrets again.
"... I don't even need to look to see. That's how predictable you are. I can tell when a hot woman walks into the bar just by seeing your eyes light up like a cat that's spied a mouse." She paused, then ranted, "Eric? Eric!"
She cocked her head. "You're not even listening to me, are you?"
"Of course I am." Mostly. I was sort of torn between outrage at Nell's insinuation, and an itching desire to follow the perfect behind. Didn't make Nell right, however.
"This is what I'm talking about," she said. "Your attention span makes a gnat look gargantuan."
"Calm down. I said I was listening to you."
"So what did I just say?"
"Well, basically you said that I'm a douche," I said. "Which hurts."
Nell crossed her arms. "Oh, really? Now you're pretending you have feelings?"
"Of course I have feelings."
"Sure you do. And why do I think you're a douche?"
"Ah ..." I stared off over her shoulder, catching sight once more of the back of the particularly lovely looking female being shown to her table by Lydia. Lydia was the third owner of the Dive Bar, along with me and Nell. But back to the far more important babe: long brown hair hung down to her shoulder blades and a shapely ass swayed with every step. Goddamn. Summertime with all the skin on display was pretty great. But then again, winter with its tight jeans and sweaters, like my new about-to-be-best-female-friend-with-benefits had on, was also pretty fucking awesome. Too bad I could only spy on her from behind. I wonder what her rack was like. Not that I was fussy. Full, generous, slim, pert, soft, firm; it was all good. It's like I always say: life is like taking off a girl's bra. You never know exactly what you're gonna get, but however it turns out, it's basically awesome.
"Eric?" Nell picked up a knife, immediately dragging me out of my daydreams. She started tapping it against a cutting board all impatient like. "I'm waiting."
"Women and stuff," I said, the obvious answer. Generally, it was always one or the other. "You think I'm a douche because of women and stuff."
Her eyes narrowed. "'And stuff'?"
"Am I wrong?"
Phew. "Okay then."
"Seriously, Eric. One day you're going to wish there was more to your life than the next piece of ass." She stopped cutting to gesticulate with her hands, one of which was still alarmingly wielding the knife. "I mean, the closest you've ever come to a long-term relationship was with Alex, and that was only because Joe stole your online identity to woo her!"
"Ha. Ha." I bet Nell had planned that line a week ago, and was just waiting for a chance to wheel it out. "Can I get back to work now?"
"Whatever." She slapped the knife down. "You're a lost cause. I give up on you."
Thank God for that.
Baby hormones made Nell even scarier than usual. Just the other day, she'd ripped me a new one for breathing too loudly. Now she was calling me a manwhore. Talk about unfair. Sure, I'd slept with a number of women. I liked women — a lot. But there was more to me than just my sex life. It kind of did hurt that one of my oldest friends, who I'd been through some serious shit with, didn't share that opinion.
Anyway, forget Nell and her bad mood. There were more pleasant duties to attend to on the restaurant floor. Being that it was midafternoon, things were pretty quiet. No one was waiting for me to fix them a drink at the bar. Taka, the waiter on duty, stood behind the counter, busy folding napkins and cleaning cutlery and shit. I was good to go.
"I've got this, Lydia. You should take a break," I said. "Get off your feet for a while."
She gave me a knowing smile before smacking me hard in the chest with the menu. All that stuff about women being soft and sweet was such bullshit.
"Sure, Eric," she said. "Just don't scare her away."
"When have I ever scared a customer away? Hell, my personal magnetism is the only thing that keeps this bar afloat."
No answer. Instead, after a long look, Lydia turn on her heel and headed out back. Probably off to discuss my inadequacies with Nell. Where to bury my body in the woods and things like that. This was the problem with co-owning a business with two women. Being the only one with a dick, I got blamed for everything. A stock delivery arrived late — my fault. The register acted up — also my fault. Someone broke a nail or some shit — me again. All this attitude thrown my way, despite me faithfully keeping my word and not sleeping with any more of our waitresses. Yes, employees were off-limits. Fine with me. Things tended to get awkward when it was time to move on. Didn't matter that I was always up front with things being about a good time, not a long time.
So no messing around with the staff. Female customers, however, were another matter entirely.
"Hey there," I said to the curvy brunette.
The woman gave a slight smile, not even meeting my eyes. Her features were strong yet stunning, a long straight nose and a heavy jaw. Not pretty, exactly. But striking, despite the shadows under her hazel eyes. Probably midtwenties.
"I'm Eric." I handed over the menu with an easy smile. "Welcome to the Dive Bar."
"Hi," she murmured, immediately checking out the menu while I continued to check out her. No wedding ring. Lots of curves. A blue sweater stretched beautifully across her tits. Definitely more than a handful there, thank you God.
"Let me guess." I braced my hands on the back of the empty seat opposite her.
"Let you guess what?" she asked without looking up, disinterested.
"What makes you think I'm drinking?"
"Why else would you be in a bar?" I countered, waiting for her, pleading with her to look at me. It was hard to dazzle her with my winning smile if she wouldn't even face me.
"Well, you also serve food and I happen to be hungry."
"Good point. So you'd just like some ice water or something?" Finally, her gaze shifted from the menu to me and stuck. Blue eyes took me in, looking over every inch with interest. The faintest trace of color lit her cheeks. Excellent.
"All right, go for it," she eventually invited. "What's my drink?" "Well ... you've got an understated kind of style," I said, flexing the muscles in my arms just enough to catch her attention. It was pretty much the main reason I rolled back my button-down shirt's sleeves. A subtle, yet important part of the show. "So first off, I'm thinking you're into the classics. A martini or an old-fashioned, maybe?"
"No?" I let my gaze wander over her, trying to take in every detail and not get stuck staring at her breasts. It wasn't easy, but fortunately I'm big into self-discipline. Eyes up. "Maybe you're more of a straight down the line kind of girl. How about a beer?"
A hint of a smile crossed her lips. "I don't mind beer. But that's not what I was going to order."
"Mm, a challenge. I like a challenge."
"God. I'm really not a challenge." She exhaled. "I take it this is your trick, guessing what people drink?"
"Usually I'm pretty good at it."
"Sorry to ruin your winning streak."
"Nah, that's okay." I grinned. "Mom always said I needed to be put in my place pretty often or my ego got out of hand."
Something strange passed across her face. "Sounds like a good mom."
"She's a great mom. But let's get back to talking about you," I said, following my script. Women usually ate this smooth shit right up. Yet something in her gaze made me hesitate. "If you'd rather I just took your ord —"
"Absolutely not." She gave me a teasing smile. "You promised me a magic trick, now you need to deliver. What did you say your name was?"
"I'm the owner here." It was only partly a lie and it made me look good. Successful.
"You are?" Her brows arched in surprise and she gave the place a looking over, taking it all in. I waited patiently. We'd worked damn hard to turn the dump into the cool bar and restaurant it was today. Raw brick walls and shining dark wood. Mirrors lined the wall behind the bar along with neat rows of bottles. Big windows to let in the light and some metal industrial touches.
"It's a great place," she said. "You must be very proud."
"That I am." I offered my hand and she slipped her slender, warm fingers into my palm. "Nice to meet you ..."
"Jean. What a lovely name."
Still holding onto my hand, she shrugged. "My mom was a David Bowie fan."
"Can't beat Bowie."
"No, you can't."
"Guess that makes you the Jean Genie."
"Ha. Yeah." She gave another of those ball-tightening chuckles. I could happily listen to her do that all day long. Except suddenly the happy fell from her face. "It was her favorite song."
Shit. Damn. I softened my tone. "Your mom passed?" She blinked. "No."
"Sorry." She shook her head, looking flustered. "Both of my parents are alive and well. I just meant it was her favorite song when I was young. That's all. Nothing else."
"Well, that's good."
"Hmm." Her gaze fell to our still embracing hands and at roughly the speed of light the slight pressure of her grip and the warmth of her skin were gone. "Crap. I didn't mean to paw at you."
"Pawing is altogether encouraged."
Startled laughter burst out of her. "Look at you with the long hair and that face and everything. You're a hell of a flirt, Eric."
"Thank you very much. You're rather easy on the eyes yourself." I smirked. "And I still owe you a trick."
"Right, my drink," she said, shoulders slouching as she relaxed. "Guess away."
"Okay." I squinted at her, searching for inspiration and trying not to get too distracted wondering what she'd look like naked and lying on my bed. It wasn't easy. But like I said, self-discipline. "I'm going to say a black widow."
She blinked. "A what widow?"
"A black widow. Blackberries, silver tequila, lime juice, and sugar syrup," I said. "I think that's what you should order."
"And why should I order that?"
"It's sweet but with a kick." I gave her my best grin. "I think you'd like it."
"So this has nothing to do with you suspecting me of murdering any husbands?"
"No, of course not." I laughed. Then stopped. "Oh, man. You're not married, are you? I mean, you are single, right?"
Her mouth opened, but nothing came out.
Shit, shit, shit.
"Relax, Eric." Jean tucked in her chin, looking over the menu again with a faint frown. "I'm single."
"Good." I exhaled, smiling once more. "That's good. Otherwise, asking you to dinner tonight would have been all sorts of awkward."
She said nothing.
No matter. We could get back to that later. "I've never seen you in here before. Are you a local or just passing through?"
"Actually, I just moved to the area," she said. "Today, in fact."
As much fun as a one-nighter could be, I'd been thinking lately about perhaps getting more serious with someone. Maybe. Just to try it out, at least. It was entirely my idea; it had nothing to do with Nell's daily lecturing.
The truth was that I was getting close to thirty. And a lot of heavy shit had gone down last year. It had been hardest on Nell most of all. But she'd bounced back, happily pregnant and with the right guy this time, Pat. It didn't really make sense that I would be still struggling with it all.
Probably what was getting to me was just the fact that Joe was settling down with his new girlfriend. Joe, my brother. My younger brother. Who had never even been popular with the ladies, for fuck's sake. Ever since Alex had come to town, however, he'd been walking around smiling like he'd won the jackpot.
Anyway, whatever the cause, I'd been feeling a little ... I don't know. Not lost. Just the thought had been hanging around in the back of my head. It didn't seem as bad an idea as it would have a few years ago. Actually, this could be perfect. I drank in Jean's stunning face and gorgeous curves. We could hang out together, catch some movies, do couple shit. Hold hands even. It would definitely show Nell I wasn't some shallow fuckbot.
But I was getting ahead of myself.
"Where are you from originally?" I asked, getting back into the conversation.
"Yeah? You ever go to the Night Garden or Emory's?" Delight lit her face. "I love Emory's, best club in town."
"Passed through there a few years back on my way to Miami," I said. With that energy and edge, I figured she might be from the party crowd. "Good atmosphere and the DJ was something else."
"My friends and I used to go dancing there every Saturday night." She stared off at nothing. "Those were the days."
"Hey, just 'cause you moved to Coeur d'Alene doesn't mean your life's over. This town is awesome, plus now you can come hang out here. We have live music most weekends," I said. "You'd be very welcome."
No response for a moment. Then she quietly said, "I'll be around."
Taka seated some customers at a table nearby, pausing to give me an amused look. Typical. They'd all have to wipe those smirks off their faces once they realized I was boyfriend material. Taka, Nell, Lydia, the whole lot of them.
"So, Jean." I braced my hands on the back of the chair opposite her, leaning in a little, trying to get her attention. It worked, her gaze snapping back to me. "Can I make you a black widow? On the house, of course."
"Is that how you make money?"
"No. That's how I make friends."
She snorted. "I'd love a black widow. But can you make it virgin, please?"
"You want it without the tequila?" I asked, surprised. Being anti-alcohol seemed like the kind of thing she might have mentioned earlier, given the topic of our conversation.
She didn't get a chance to respond.
"Jean." Andre wandered up to the table. Giving me a slap on the back before giving her a friendly smile. Too friendly. And how did he know her name? Warning bells went off inside my head. Because despite Andre being over a decade older than me, women loved the guy. "How are you doing? I'm free now if you're ready?"
"Ready for what?" I asked, irritation edging into my voice.
"I'm moving into one of the apartments upstairs," Jean said, fingers clasped together on the table.
"You are?" My brows rose.
"That's right," said Andre. "You two are going to be neighbors."
"Huh." I tried to keep my face blank as my brain scrambled to catch up. Hell no being my first and foremost reaction. Next door was a little too close. I'd only just tuned in to the idea of having a girlfriend, let alone the thought of having her right there next to me.
"Now there'll be me, you, Jean, Joe, and Lydia all up there." Andre rubbed his hands together, all happy like. Fair enough. He owned the building and turning the upstairs into apartments last year hadn't been cheap. "That's all of the apartments rented."
"Great," I mumbled.
Jean just nodded, going back to looking over the menu.
"You said you were hungry. What can I get for you?" I asked, shaking off my suddenly sour mood.
"Everything here is good," said Andre. "Especially the pizza. I haven't had lunch yet, mind if I join you? I can show you around and help you unload your stuff after, if you like."
"That'd be good," said Jean. "I definitely need food."
"I can help too." I stepped back, unhappily making room for the man. "Probably Boyd or Taka as well. We're not that busy."
"Thanks," she said.
Dammit. Andre might have been one of my oldest friends, but this was not part of the plan. Cock-blocker. First they'd be all chatty and shit, sharing a meal. Then bam ... they'd be having sex. This was not okay. I wanted to have sex with Jean. And be the one to listen to her talk and get to eat with her, etcetera (insert boring boyfriend stuff here).
"I'll have the potato, caramelized onion, and bacon pizza, please," she said.
"Vegetarian for me," added Andre. "And a beer, thanks."
Excerpted from "Chaser"
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Most Helpful Customer Reviews
Great from beginning to end. I was sad when I hit the last page. Only Kylie could make Eric loveable.
Just began reading. Love this author's books, but the cover is all wrong. Eric is supposed to be clean cut n dressing like gq or a step below, this guy on the cover belongs in the rocker series. Bad call.
Chaser by Kylie Scott is the third book in her Dive Bar series. A wonderfully awkward story of the man-whore and the pregnant neighbor. Eric is part owner of the bar and a notorious man-whore. He is a great guy but he has never committed and none of his friends ever expect him to. When Jean moves into town and into the apartment upstairs as his new neighbor all bets are off. He tries to stay away for her sake, for the sake of everyone calling him out, but his emotions towards her are unique. He is ready to be there for Jean in ways he has never even considered being for any other woman in his life. The awkward circumstances lead to them becoming fast friends and building a bond that may not have grown otherwise. Powerful, emotional and angsty - I LOVED THIS! Enjoy!
Love, love, love this series and this one was soooo very good. Perfect character pairing, lots of laugh out loud moments and hot, hot, HOT. Perfect. If this is a new author for you start with book one....you will not be dissapointed. Me? I'm waiting on the next one.
It’s been awhile since I read this series. I was glad to see another book written. Eric and Jean bonded over Ada while Eric was trying to figure out how to be a better man. Eric finally decides after Jean tells him what she wants. That all his dreaming about her is to come true.
Another great installment to the Dive Bar Series. I so loved reading about Eric and Jean and the development of their relationship. Little Ada played a very important role in Eric's maturity in the book. I love how the members of Stage Dive also made a brief appearance. I would love to read more of all of these characters!
The Chaser becomes the Closer in this one, my fellow romance book loving friends. After becoming sick and tired of never ending negative comments from his own inner circle of friends about his love’ em and leave ‘em womanizing ways, Eric, the hero, decides enough is enough. He’ll show ‘em he can commit and have a real relationship. Yeah, it’s time he takes a walk on the real wild side of life and actually date, get to know a girl, and maybe even put a ring on her finger. He’s got this. How hard can it be, right? Well, who would have guessed a gorgeous babe supporting a baby bump would be “The One” for him. Resistance seems to be futile, as Eric can’t seem to get his eyes and mind off Jean, the heroine, every time their paths cross. At first, avoidance seems to work as Eric tries to scope out other options. Then a self imposed celibacy pact enters the mix. After a life changing bonding moment, Eric gives in and starts spending all his free helping Jean with her new baby...and the rest is history you’ll need to read for yourself to find out how that all plays out. There is some conflict from a common friend of both the main couple very vocal about her disapproval of even the idea of these two becoming a couple. But even she finally relents when she sees Eric seems to have changed for the better. If you are a fan of The Stage Dive series, you’ll be gifted with a brief cameo reunion of that rock and roll romance cast of main characters. As usual, Mal is up to his normal unfiltered, can’t seem to stop himself from causing chaos and good natured mayhem wherever he goes. It is always a welcome blast from the past to see this group intermingled and intermixed with other series by this author. Title: Chaser, Series: Dive Bar (Book 3), Author: Kylie Scott, Pages: 288, stand-alone but part of a connected series, former manho hero who decides to change, pregnant with OM baby before meeting, very steamy scenes, very likable heroine, no baby daddy drama, may not be romance safe for some. Book 1 - Dirty (Lydia & Vaughan), 4/19/16, Pages: 288 Book 2 - Twist (Alexandra & Joe), 4/11/17, Pages: 288 Book 3 - Chaser (Eric & Jean), 4/17/18, Pages: 288 (These comments are based on a library version. This is not an ARC review.)
Another fun read!
Lots of laugh out loud fun! Characters are hilarious especially Mal.
Love,love,love this series. Eric has come so far and is great with jean and ada. Hope there will be more
As almost always happens with any book I ready by Kylie Scott, I loved it. We of course met Eric in the first two books, Dirty and Twist. And it was hard to like him really, at least with the way he was basically a manwhore from the way we got to know him, and what had happened between him and Nell. But this book is told all from his point of view, and that is kind of fun. You see, Eric is just not the sharpest crayon in the box. He's one of those sweet but kinda dumb guys. He had me laughing so much throughout the book. And what I knew about him from the first two didn't matter, because being inside his head really made him grow on me. While there were definitely some things that could cause drama, a pregnant female love interest, Eric's issues with Nell, possibly selling the bar and having to find a new job, this honestly was a pretty light, sweet story. And sometimes it is nice to end a series this way. It was cute the way it all worked out. Eric's abstaining from sex to prove that he could. The going through the bases, the way that Jean blurted out that she thought they should try being friends with benefits before they started that. All of those things had me smiling and loving this story. And as she so often does, my favorite book boyfriend of all time, from the Stage Dive series book Play, Mal Ericson, was in the story a few times. But it wasn't just Mal, all the Stage Dive band members were there, and it was so much fun catching up with all of them, but especially Mal. I loved this series. I don't exactly know what is next from Kylie Scott, but I can't wait to find out, and I can't wait to read it!
What can I say, I’m an unconditional fan of Kylie Scott and her series. If you loved Vaughan and Lydia, Joe and Alex, you’ll love Eric and Jean! Yes, manwhore, immature and self-centered Eric; you’re so going to fall for him too! Eric, the one who used to run from commitment, relationships, is about to get emotionally involved, and he will have to prove a lot of things, mainly to Jean, but also to his friends and family. Kylie Scott did a great work with those two characters, the challenges Jean had to face as a single mother, the consequence of Eric’s fame and his past behavior… Everything worked perfectly: the pace, the humor, moments with other couples and character in the series, it was refreshing, sexy, a little angsty… The perfect cocktail!
Eric and Jean are perfect foe each other. Waiting eagerly for the next.
I loved this book. Told in Eric’s voice it’s about his coming of age. Even though he’s like 27. The relationship between Eric and Jean is like boiling cold water. It takes a while to get going but once it does well boyo! I haven’t read the rest of the series but I sure will now
Love your character...and characters.
It was so good I read it in one sitting. I could not put it down!
★4.5 Stars★ It was always going to be uphill battle for Eric Collins to be taken seriously. He’s a manwhore extraordinaire, and the very idea of monogamy is one he himself would have laughed at not a few months ago. However, with everyone around him settling down he’s weighed up the benefits and feels he has what it takes to be a one woman man. As part owner of Dive Bar there’s no shortage of potential women to date, but longevity is the name of the game. He bides his time until his roving eye lands on newbie to the bar, Jean Antal. Eric is taken with Jean right away, and he’s not put off by the fact that the attraction seems to be one sided. He’s serious about finding a meaningful connection but the breaks are well and truly pumped once he discovers his new potential match is also a soon to be mother. Her time chatting with Eric was a momentary welcomed relief from the stressors in her life. Her family situation as well as impending single motherhood do not leave any time for frivolities. She knows she should avoid the playboy but he happens to there to lend a hand whenever she finds herself in need. As time goes by it becomes harder to co-sign the nature of their relationship as purely friendship. Eric evolves into a character that I would go to bat for without a doubt. He’s caring and dependable and he proves himself to be unadulterated boyfriend material. Owing to my love of Eric, my only gripe would be the lack of confidence his friends had in his transformation. Other than that, I adored every last drop of this story. It was emotional and sweet and far more intimate than expected.
3.75 stars--CHASER is the third instalment in Kylie Scott’s contemporary, adult DIVE BAR romance series-a spin off from the author’s STAGE DIVE rock series. This is bar owner Eric Collins, and Jean Antal’s story line. CHASER can be read as a stand alone without any difficulty. Any important information from the previous story lines is revealed where necessary but I recommend reading the series in order for cohesion and back-stories. Told from first person point of view (Eric Collins) CHASER follows the building relationship between thirty year old bar owner Eric Collins, and new comer Jean Antal-a twenty two year old, pregnant and single young woman who has moved from her home town in Jacksonville, Florida to start a new life in Coeur d’Alene, on the invitation of her friend Nell Hewson. Moving into the vacant apartment above the Dive Bar found our heroine face to face with one of the owners, Eric Collins, the man with whom Jean will fall in love. What ensues is the slow building relationship between Eric and Jean, and the potential fall-out as Jean considers moving back to Jacksonville Florida; and the ongoing turmoil between Eric and his business partner Nell Hewson, a woman whose tirades against our story line hero are nothing less than venomous and rude. Eric’s reputation as a manwh*re finds our hero the target of Nell Hewson’s countless verbal attacks; Nell’s constant berating and censure gets olds pretty fast for Eric as well as this reader but Eric and Nell’s history is rocky, at best. Eric is determined to clean up his act but the non-stop reminders of his previous reputation is disheartening as Eric struggles to move on from his past. Jean Antal just wants to start over in a new town, far away from her unsupportive parents. Befriending Eric Collins led to a familiar support system that allowed our heroine to survive the early days after her child’s birth. Falling in love was never on the agenda but the heart knows what it wants, against the advice of family and friends. With so many people warning Eric against hurting our story line heroine, it is a wonder he didn’t walk away, and start over himself. The relationship between Jean and Eric is one immediate attraction tempered by Nell Hewson’s belligerent and constant belittling of our story line hero. With the help of the Dive Bar owners and friends but especially her friendship with Eric Collins, Jean’s life begins to flourish. The slow building romance is palpable; the $ex scenes are limited but passionate and seductive. The world building continues to focus on the family and friends at the Dive Bar including the acrimonious relationship between Nell and Eric, a relationship damaged by grief and loss. Eric’s growth and his maturity level blossoms throughout the story, a growth noticed by everyone but Nell. The witty, back and forth banter between characters is absent, something that is definitely missing from the last few stories-I miss Mal and his unfiltered antics, playful attitude and sense of humor. CHASER is a story of friendship, love, family and heartbreak. The premise is intoxicating and inspiring; the characters are energetic and sassy; the romance is intimate and captivating. CHASER is an encouraging and uplifting story about two people finding love against the odds.
I ADORED this book and the characters! I loved the way Scott flawlessly blended the combination of a sweet and sexy romance. Chaser is Eric’s story in the Dive Bar Series, and boy does he have a story to tell us. He is the bartender and part owner of the bar. He also has a not so good track record with relationships. Since he is getting closer to thirty and his friends and family are settling down, he thinks it is time for him to consider it. He has it all mapped out about how to go about dating. That was hilarious. He has no idea how complicated relationships and dating can be. When he sees a beautiful woman he has never seen before in the bar, he really believes this is the woman is going to date. Life is about to show him exactly how complicated and messy relationships can be. Imagine his surprise when he discovers his love interest is his friend, Nell’s friend, and she is VERY PREGNANT! I knew I would love watching Eric fall in love, and I was right! Jean has come to town to start a new life for herself and her unborn baby. She doesn’t want any complications, so when Eric starts acting like a jerk, she is relieved. However, Eric is one of her neighbors, so she will have to see him. As time passes, the two develop a friendship, and the attraction between them becomes harder to ignore. Eric was already irresistible, but he becomes even more so when Jean and her baby wrap him around their little fingers. Oh, my heart just turned to mush. There isn’t anything more attractive than a man who loves a baby! The book is written entirely from Eric’s POV which I found refreshing. It gave me a deeper look into who Eric was as a person, and the man has a heart of gold. He was such a huge support system to Jean, and when he was there for Ada’s birth, he was a goner from that point on. That was very evident, and that was another reason I loved seeing his POV. It brought me to tears of joy. He, Jean, and Ada make the perfect little family. He loves his girls, and he will do everything in his power to protect them. Scott never rushed their relationship. Their friendship gradually developed over time, even when there was a powerful attraction just below the surface. That made the book even more realistic. As much as this was a love story between a couple, this was also a love story about friendship and family. I have always been a fan of The Dive Series, and this made me become an even bigger one. ***Read and Reviewed for Devilishly Delicious Book Reviews***
This was brilliant! Kylie Scott rocks the male POV! I thought Eric had the best voice, I couldn’t get enough! Page after page I was smiling and feeling emotional all rolled into one. This was so sweet, funny, and charming. My absolute favorite in the series! I loved this slow burning romance between Eric and Jean. They had a wonderful building friendship and it just filled me up and made me happy. It was really entertaining seeing certain things through Eric’s eyes and the thought process he went through while he figures himself out. I thought Eric had the best internal dialogue ever! I’m totally in love with him and his life crisis. All of Eric’s epiphanies made my heart swell. I kept falling more in love with him as the story went on. This is all Eric's POV and very much his story but I loved the feelings I'd get from Jean, the looks and that contemplation I could feel from her. I really liked her a lot. I loved seeing all the characters from this series and enjoyed their interactions together, it made for some really funny moments! I also adored some crossover characters too, it made it that much more special. And the baby! Oh my. Eric with the baby pretty much made me melt, those scenes were so heartfelt and sweet, it was awesome. I loved Joe and Eric and their brotherly ways. All the different friendships and dynamics, even the rocky ones. There was a really tense side story happening that stressed me the heck out, I got it and understood, but man was it full of angst. I am super happy with how that all played in the end. I love a story that makes me feel, that makes me smile and laugh and cry. That fills me up and has me on the edge of my seat waiting for my HEA. This story absolutely did that! Chaser was an engaging, fun, and sweet with the best male POV. Seriously fantastic! I could not get enough of Eric. A must read for sure! Complimentary copy received for honest review.
Chaser by Kylie Scott is Dive Bar series #3. Bartender/owner and skirt chaser Eric Collins is having a rough go of it. His friends are grilling him on his womanizing and less than serious business attitude and it appears that everyone, even his own family, agrees with them. Worse yet the hottie that just sat down at his bar is, A.) Friends with his business partner, and past mistake, Nell, so she knows all about him, and B.) very pregnant, and C.) not interested in him. So Eric decides to try to turn his life around, become a better person, and take a break from sex, though no one believes he will make it long. Jean Antal has left her Florida home to live in the small town her online friend Nell has told her about. Pregnant with a child she has been made to feel bad for keeping she needs to get away and make a new life. Eric is confusing to her at first, flirting, then put off by her pregnancy, besides she knows who and what he is, but she can't help but to slowly make friends with him. When fate conspires to make him the one to takes her to the hospital when her daughter is born their friendship grows deeper, though at times seems to be a dance of one step back before two steps forward. This book was definitely a relationship building one. Eric tries very hard to be a real friend and grow as a person, but his initial strong attraction to Jean never goes away and as the trust builds between them a real relationship grows. I liked how Ms. Scott built up the whole process, from becoming friends, to the details about babies, parenting and bonding with a child, the realities of intimacy with a young child only a second from waking up, and in the end something more special than either of these characters would have had if their had been a different journey to the finish line. Overall I very much recommend Chaser by Kylie Scott. I enjoyed the detailed characters and complexities as well as the underlying force pulling Eric and Jean together. Chaser was very well written, thorough and complete. (I voluntarily reviewed an advance review copy of this book I received for free from the publisher via NetGalley in exchange for my open and honest review. This does not affect my opinion of the book or the content of my review.)
This is the first book I’ve read by Kylie Scott and I don’t feel like I was lost, since I didn’t read the previous books in the series. I will say I may have changed my opinion about Nell sooner, if I had read her story, but I’m good with my thoughts on her. Now, to Chaser. I really enjoyed this book. Yes, Eric is a manwhore, but that doesn’t mean he can’t change or turn into a decent person. Does he or does he continue his sleeping around, when he learns Jean is pregnant? No spoilers from me, but I think everyone deserves a second chance, so grab a copy of this fantastic book and see what happens. I want to thank #stmartinspress for my arc paperback of this book. My winning this book didn’t affect my review in any way! This is my voluntary and honest review.
Chaser proves that fate has a sense of humor. Why does the right thing, happen at the wrong time? That's the irony we call life. Chaser though not always funny is good for a few laughs. Ms. Scott delivers wisdom with a wry sense of humor and a hearty dose of reality. She prides herself on not being too serious, but always being right on time.