Rules of Contact (Play-by-Play Series #12)

Rules of Contact (Play-by-Play Series #12)

by Jaci Burton

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In the new Play-By-Play novel by the New York Times bestselling author of Unexpected Rush, a football player who knows how to win on the field needs a better game plan for his love life.

A defensive end for the San Francisco Sabers, Flynn Cassidy is used to being in the spotlight—he just doesn’t enjoy it. But if getting in front of the cameras will help his new restaurant succeed, he’s willing. Now if he could just meet a woman who loved him and not his fame…
After her divorce, Amelia Lawrence is thrilled to start over as head chef at Ninety-Two. It’s just the opportunity she needs to heat up her career—if only she wasn’t wildly attracted to her sexy new boss. Their chemistry might be sizzling hot, but Amelia has no intention of being burned again.
Flynn can’t get enough of Amelia, and Amelia loves every second she spends with the tough yet tender Flynn. But trust is a hard-fought battle for both. Breaking the rules of contact and surrendering to their passion was the easy part. Are they willing to risk their hearts to win at the game of love?

Product Details

ISBN-13: 9780698175273
Publisher: Penguin Publishing Group
Publication date: 12/06/2016
Series: Play-by-Play Series , #12
Sold by: Penguin Group
Format: NOOK Book
Pages: 352
Sales rank: 40,549
File size: 744 KB

About the Author

Jaci Burton is a USA Today and New York Times bestselling author of the Play-by-Play series, including Unexpected Rush, All Wound Up, Quarterback Draw, Straddling the Line, Melting the Ice, and One Sweet Ride, and the Hope series, including Don’t Let Go, Make Me Stay, Love After All, Hope Burns, Hope Ignites, and Hope Flames.

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Of all the things on Flynn Cassidy's bucket list, opening a restaurant hadn't been anywhere even close to his top ten. Yet here he was, sitting at one of the corner tables of Ninety-Two, his new restaurant in San Francisco. He marveled that at some point in his life, cooking had joined playing football on the list of things he loved the most.

If someone had told him five years ago he was going to open his own restaurant, he'd have told them they were full of shit. But look at him now, owner of his own place.

Ninety-Two was shiny and new-sort of. He'd had the old building renovated after he'd bought the property, so it still felt like it belonged in this neighborhood. He made sure it didn't look too trendy, keeping a lot of the original details intact both inside and out. He was more in favor of restaurants that felt comfortable-like home. He wanted his customers to feel as if they could come in, sit down, and feel at ease.

They'd been filled to capacity since they opened two weeks ago and so far things were going well. He took that as a sign that his inclination to keep it simple appealed to others as well. Besides, it was damn good food, he'd made sure of that. But still, opening a restaurant was a risky proposition and he didn't want to get too cocky. He knew Ninety-Two needed all the good press and attention it could get. Which was why he was sitting here. Right now one of the major entertainment media outlets was doing a feature on the restaurant. Great for publicity, but it meant camera crews, bright lights and a lot of damn people in the way of regular business. He had already wandered around and apologized to his patrons, who seemed to take it all in stride. He hoped the crews would grab all the film and sound bites they wanted and get the hell out shortly.

"This is so thrilling, Flynn."

He dragged his gaze away from the camera crews and onto Natalie, the woman he'd been dating the past few weeks. She was a looker, for sure, with beautiful auburn brown hair that teased her shoulders and the most incredible green eyes he'd ever seen.

"Yeah, thrilling isn't the first thing that popped into my head when the crews showed up today."

Natalie grabbed his hand. "Oh, come on. Who doesn't want to be on TV?"

Him, for one. As a defensive end for the San Francisco Sabers football team, he'd had plenty of cameras and microphones shoved in his face over the years. It was the last thing he wanted now, when his fledgling restaurant was just getting off the ground. But since the restaurant was new, he wouldn't turn down some publicity for it. So he'd done the interview and now he just wanted to stay out of the way while the film crew got their overview shots.

"Do you think they'll want to get some film of the two of us together?" Natalie asked. "You know, kind of get some background on your personal life, like what you do on your off time away from football and the restaurant, who you're seeing, stuff like that?"

Warning bells clanged loud and hard in Flynn's head. He'd gone down this road with more than one woman, and had ended relationships because of women who were way more interested in the limelight than in him.

Lately he'd been careful to steer clear of any woman who had an entertainment background. No models, no actresses, no one he could suspect of chasing face time in front of a camera. He figured since Natalie was a financial analyst, he was safe.

But seeing her gaze track those cameras like a vampire craving blood, he wasn't sure career choice had much to do with someone hungering to get their fifteen minutes of fame.

He didn't understand it. Not at all.

"Maybe we should move to one of the more prominent tables, Flynn," Natalie said. "You know, that way we might be in one of the camera shots."

He forced back a sigh. "I don't think so."

She pushed back her chair and stood, ignoring him. "I'm going to go to the bar and get a drink. You know, all casual like, and see if maybe they notice me."

He leaned back in his chair. "Sure. You do that."

This relationship was doomed. Just one of the many Flynn had seen go down in flames in the past couple of years. He bit back the rising anger over having yet another woman use him to get her time in the spotlight.

What the hell was wrong with him that women craved camera time instead of just being with him? Yeah, he was a football player, and maybe that held some appeal, but he was also a nice guy who had something to offer besides photo ops. He was getting damn tired of playing this game with every woman he dated.

Maybe there wasn't a woman out there who was interested in him. Just him. Not Flynn the football player. Just Flynn the guy.

He shook his head, mentally notched up another failure and took a long swallow of his beer.

Since orders had slowed down and she had the kitchen under control, Amelia Lawrence washed her hands in the sink and tried to hide, avoiding the cameras. The last thing she wanted was to be on television. She was head chef at Ninety-Two. This whole publicity thing was on Flynn, and she didnÕt need to be interviewed, filmed or in any way noticed.

But as she did her best game of hide and not be sought, she also spotted Flynn's new girlfriend doing her best job to try to be seen by any of the camera crew.

Oh, no. Not another one of those kind of women.

She'd worked with Flynn the past couple of months, even before Ninety-Two had opened. And in that time period she'd seen him go through no less than three women, all of whom seemed to be way more interested in his prowess as camera fodder than anything else.

She felt bad for him, and nothing but disdain for the women who couldn't appreciate what a fine man Flynn Cassidy was.

He was supremely tall and ridiculously well built, with a thick mane of black hair and amazing blue eyes. She could spend at least a full day doing nothing but ogling his tattoos. And who didn't love football? Plus, the man had fine culinary taste. When he'd hired her, they'd spent several weeks designing the menu for the restaurant. She had to admit, he had good ideas.

So did she, and she appreciated that he listened to hers, and had been willing to blend their ideas for the final menu. She loved the way it had turned out and her estimation of Flynn had risen. In the past she'd worked for her share of egomaniacs who insisted it was their way or the highway, but Flynn wasn't like that. He was willing to collaborate. He also liked to crack jokes, was kind to the employees and seemed like a nice guy.

So why couldn't the man find a decent girlfriend? He kind of sucked at it, actually. If she had been a native of San Francisco maybe she could have help him out, but she'd only moved here recently from Portland. Her only ties in the city were her best friend from college and her friend's husband. Otherwise, she was pretty much alone. She'd rented a house not too far from the restaurant, and she was getting out in the neighborhood and meeting people there.

She knew it would take time to form a circle of close friends, but even with her limited contacts she guessed she could find better women for Flynn to date than the ones he'd been parading in and out of the restaurant lately. She could spot posers a mile away. Maybe she could offer her services to Flynn.

"Orders up."

Pulling her focus away from Flynn, she put her attention on the incoming orders, on directing her staff, on minding her own business, and not on Flynn's girlfriend who was currently preening for the cameras as if she was auditioning for the next blockbuster movie.

With an eye roll, she dismissed the woman and set about making scallops.

Because Flynn Cassidy was decidedly not her problem. And no matter how sorry she felt for him, she wasn't going to get involved in his personal life.


Flynn showed up for practice early, just like he always did. He liked to get a run in to warm up before hitting the weight room.

After logging his three miles, he made his way to the weight room. As usual, he wasn't the first one in there. His defensive teammates-the guys he counted on-were up and at it early today, too.

He spotted Junior Malone, Alfonso Labelle, Hank "Hey Man" Henderson and Chris Smith. These guys were his rocks, the ones he depended on to be at the line of scrimmage with him and prevent the offense from moving forward. He'd worked with most of these guys ever since the San Francisco Sabers had drafted him. The only one to join the team after him had been Junior Malone, but he'd been a perfect fit to the line. They were fierce, ass-kicking defenders, and the reason the Sabers had one of their best years defensively last year. They were clicking on all cylinders and even though they were only five games into the season so far, their numbers were solid.

"You're late," Hey Man said.

Flynn laid his towel on the bench. "I'm the only one out there running three miles before workouts. You're all welcome to join me if you want to burn some of that fat off."

Hey Man looked down at his stomach. "This is all muscle, man."

Flynn let out a snort. "It looks a lot more like too much fried chicken."

Hey Man glared at him. "Don't mess with my fried chicken. You know it's my weakness."

"We all know what your weakness is, Hey Man," Chris said. "Food. All of it."

Flynn grinned, then lay on his back and started light with the bench press. Soon enough, he added more weight and the trainers had showed up to spot him. There was nothing like a pounding, sweat-pouring workout to get the blood pumping and prepare him for practice.

He finished off with an energy drink, jawing with the rest of the guys, then they headed out to the field where Mick Riley, the Sabers quarterback, was leading the offense in practice drills.

Since they weren't ready for the defense to come in yet, Flynn took a minute to watch the offense play. Defense could keep the opposing team from putting points up on the board, which was key. But if your offense failed to score, your team was sunk. Mick had been leading the Sabers offense for ten years now. He'd won two championships and didn't appear to be slowing down any time soon. At thirty-five, the man looked to be in the prime of his life, which was unusual for a quarterback.

Still, when it was time for the defense to take the field, Flynn had to take a shot at him.

"How's it going, old man?" Flynn asked.

"Hey, fuck off, Cassidy."

Flynn took his position with a grin at Mick.

"You know if you give shit to my quarterback, I'll lay you flat." Oscar Taylor, the left offensive guard, joined the fray.

Flynn crouched down in front of him. "You could try, Oscar, but you know I'm just going to run right past you."

Oscar growled. "We'll see about that, Flynn."

Flynn grinned. Shit talking was a normal part of practice. It got them fired up and ready to play. So when the ball was snapped, he and Oscar went at it, though not as fiercely as they would in a game situation. The last thing you wanted to do was hurt someone on your own team.

Practice lasted two hours. After general drills, they worked with their position coaches and went over plays for this Sunday's game against Detroit. When they were finished he and Mick headed back to the locker room together.

"How's the new restaurant?" Mick asked.

As was typical, all the trash talk ended once practice was over. "It's good, thanks. You and Tara should come for dinner."

"Yeah, she asked me about it the other day. She's eager to try it out. But it'll be a couple of weeks before she can fly out here."

As they walked down the long hallway toward the locker room, Flynn turned to him. "Well, actually, Irvin's assistant has booked the team party at the restaurant two weeks from now. Is Tara coming for that?"

Mick nodded. "Yeah, she is. So, your first big gig at the restaurant and the whole team will be there. Make you nervous?"

Flynn laughed. "Not really. I think the restaurant can handle it. And I'm grateful Irvin is giving the restaurant some business."

"I'll definitely let Tara know about the party being at your place. She'll be excited, since she's wanted to eat at Ninety-Two ever since she heard you were opening it."

"Good. I can't wait to see her."

Flynn knew that Mick and Tara made their off-season home in St. Louis, where the entire Riley clan lived. Mick also had a place here in San Francisco and Tara often came and stayed during the season, since she owned an event planning business here, along with another office in St. Louis.

Lots of juggling there, as well as their four-year-old son, Sam, and another son in college.

He didn't know how they managed. Family support, he supposed. The Rileys were a big clan, so he knew they all pitched in and helped rally around Tara and Mick and their kids.

He stripped down and headed to the shower, letting the hot steam rain down over him. Damn, that felt good. As he lost himself under the water, he thought about family.

Yeah, he knew all about family support. The Cassidys were a big family, too. And with Flynn, Barrett and Grant all playing pro football, plus Tucker playing pro baseball, it was one crazy sports-minded family. He had their dad, Easton, to thank for the guys' love of sports. Their younger sister, Mia, was the only one to escape the sports bug. She was the brains of the family.

He smiled thinking about his sister. He hadn't talked to her in a while. He needed to give her a call and check up on her. As the oldest sibling, he often felt like it was his responsibility to look after the others. Rowdy bunch, all of them.

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Rules of Contact 3.8 out of 5 based on 0 ratings. 14 reviews.
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
Loved it. Love the family. Hated that it just ended bam its over.. :( I cannot wait for more
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
Both Amelia and Flynn had issues from the relationships that caused problems for them. The high heat level, restaurant setting and football settings really worked for me. Though not a football fan, I appreciated the insight into the defense strategies.
SJCReviews More than 1 year ago
It was an ok read. I didn't have to force myself through it but it just felt perfunctory, like there was a checklist that had to be worked through. Rules of Contact is the 12th book in Jaci Burton's long running "Play by Play" series and the hero, Flynn Cassidy, is the defensive end for the fictional San Francisco Sabers team and the brother of two previous protagonists. Flynn has opened a restaurant and is banking on its success as he plans to transition to restauranteur after retiring. He has put his hopes for the restaurant onto his new chef, Amelia Lawrence. Amelia is newly divorced and not looking for another commitment. She takes the job for a new opportunity and respects her new boss and his passion for the job. Like I said, it was an ok read. The chemistry between the two characters wasn't flaming. You understood that they liked each other but there was no real driving force that propelled them together. They were there, they somewhat suited, so they entered a relationship. I usually like Burton and the writing was definitely competent but I just didn't feel a connection to the characters. Grade C. Reviewer received copy of book on Netgalley.
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
Good characters and story line
onemused More than 1 year ago
"Rules of Contact" is a fun, albeit predictable, romance novel about Flynn and Amelia. Flynn is a well-known football player who has just opened the hottest new restaurant, Ninety-two. He hired the talented Amelia as his head chef. Amelia is just coming off a divorce and is very jaded about love and romance. She wants to focus on doing her job well. Flynn seems to only find women who like him to get closer to the media/get their 15-minutes of fame. He needs someone who, like him, would rather live a quiet life. This appears to be harder to find than you would think. Pretty quickly, Flynn and Amelia have an attraction for each other, but Amelia is reluctant to enter into another relationship- and certainly not one with her boss, as she likes this job and does not want anything to jeopardize it. As far as the overall tone, it's light in between and steamy during the romantic scenes. I found it to be more a book about two restauranteers rather than a sports star. The focus is definitely on the restaurant and there's a lot of food talk. It was enjoyable for someone like me who is not really a big sports person. Overall, it was sweet and a fun romance novel, a great addition to this fun series. Please note that I received an ARC through a goodreads giveaway. All opinions are my own.
Book_Sniffers_Anonymous More than 1 year ago
I admit that I have kind of jumped around in the Play by Play series. I kind of pop in when the couple or synopsis grabs my attention. So, when I saw that Rules of Contact focused on a defensive end for the NFL who just opened up a restaurant and his head chef, I knew I had to give this book a go. I liked that even though the leading men all have careers in professional sports, the leading ladies range in all sorts of professions. So, I’m always guaranteed to get some sort of variety with the Play by Play series based off of what the female character does. In Rules of Contact, Amelia is the head chef at his restaurant and it was really entertaining to see her work the kitchen and come up with dishes. Granted, I never knew there would come a time where I would craze seabass so much while reading a book. I think my favorite thing about this story was probably the kitchen and restaurant scenes. Or maybe the chapter where Flynn has to deal with a drunk Amelia and Mia (his sister) while they drunkenly gab on about reality TV shows, tampons, periods, sex, you name it! It was hilarious and poor Flynn was stuck in the car listening to their drunken discussion the whole way home. That was a fun scene that had be chuckling the whole time. However, all those behind-the-scenes at the restaurant were also fun to read. It was great seeing Amelia in her element, cooking up dishes, and Flynn walking around the restaurant chatting with the regulars. Rules of Contact was an enjoyable read. It wasn’t my favorite from the series but I still liked reading about Flynn and Amelia, and daydreaming about all the delicious food she kept making.
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ehaney578 More than 1 year ago
4.5 Stars I love it when a Jaci Burton book comes out because we get a new cover to drool over. And Flynn’s is especially delicious! He’s tatted up like a bad boy and picks all the wrong kinds of women, but he loves to cook, is smart with his money and works on his family’s ranch when he’s home for the holidays! Good guy and bad boy handsomely blended into a nicely wrapped package :) Amelia is an intelligent and gifted chef. She also likes control of her kitchen and demands nothing but the best in her employees and herself. She’s also extremely gun-shy and has sworn off men. However, the chemistry that flows between Flynn and Amelia is too powerful to deny and the pair end up spending lots of time together. Their passions for cooking heat up the kitchen and their passions for each other heat up every other room in the house! I really enjoyed this book. It was nice to learn more about the eldest Cassidy brother. I also loved the fact that Flynn plays for the same team that my book boyfriend Mick (THE PERFECT PLAY) does! It is always a joy to read about the Riley family. The series has expanded so much and with new characters being introduced, they haven’t been getting much page time. The story is fast-paced, the intimate times are plentiful and hot as hell and the family members are pushy and persistent…and always loving! I definitely recommend RULES OF CONTACT as well as the rest of the series! ***I voluntarily reviewed an ARC provided by the publisher in exchange for an honest review. All conclusions reached are my own***
BooksnKisses More than 1 year ago
NUMBER OF HEARTS: 4 Another great Play by Play story from Ms. Burton. I really enjoyed reading Flynn’s story. Being the oldest of the Cassidy kids he has got to witness both of his younger brothers find love and his little sister Mia, well she never gets to have a boyfriend so that is okay. Flynn wants to find the type of love that his brothers have found. He wants a relationship that mirrors the happiness that his parents have. But Flynn finds himself dating the same type of woman. The type that only cares about his fame and glory. Not Flynn the person, just Flynn the superstar football player. Enter a relationship shy head chef that doesn’t take crap from anyone. Amelia is great. She is a whiz in the kitchen and loves her new job. She really likes her new boss too. But while she likes Flynn she is not willing to cross any lines no matter how attracted she is to him. I liked these two a lot. They got along so well and both had to learn to trust each other on a level that they were both not use too. Just like any relationship they both have to learn the hard way that trust and communication are not easy. But that love is willing to fight for. I can’t wait to see what is next in this series! Disclaimer: I received a complimentary copy of this book from Netgalley & Berkley Publishing Group in exchange for an honest review. This review is my own opinion and not a paid review.
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ReadingInPajamas More than 1 year ago
Review: RULES OF CONTACT (A Play-by-Play Novel) by Jaci Burton Publication Date: December 6, 2016 Genre: Contemporary Romance Reviewed by: Reading in Pajamas/ Cori Rated 4 Stars RULES OF CONTACT is the perfect mix of sexy and sweet. I really enjoyed it. I loved Flynn but it took me a while to warm up to Amelia. I liked her by the end of the story though. I enjoyed the storyline and the romance was steamy. RULES OF CONTACT is the twelfth book in Jaci Burton’s Play-by-Play series but each book is a standalone so you can pick this one up even if you haven’t read the previous releases. I enjoy the entire series though and highly recommend them for readers who enjoy heroes that play sports and hot romance. Go grab a copy of this one. It’s a great romance book to heat up a cold night. *Review copy provided by Pengiun in exchange for an honest review.
julieford More than 1 year ago
I won an ARC of Rules of Contact in a Goodreads contest from Berkley Publishing and I voluntarily agreed to write a review. Rules of Contact is a hot, steamy story filled with laughs, tears and a beautiful love story. Flynn Cassidy is a professional football player who just opened his own restaurant. The women he dates seem more into the spotlight then they are into him. Amelia Lawrence is the head chef in Flynn's restaurant. She is still reeling from her divorce and doesn't want anything to do with relationships. Flynn and Amelia are both attracted to the other and finally give in to the attraction. While enjoying their time together, they grow closer but trust issues threaten to derail their blooming love.
whatsbetterthanbooks More than 1 year ago
Incredibly hot, wickedly sexy, and downright steamy! This is a great mix of intense attraction, friendship, family, food, sports, and romance. It is an entertaining story that combines a hunky, muscular, tattooed football player, (need I say more, just look at that cover) with an independent, strong, attractive chef, in a plot filled with smoking chemistry, sporty tidbits, delicious food, and sizzling passion. If you like sporty contemporary romance with a little spice I can’t think anyone else who writes a consistently fun, engaging novel like Jaci Burton. Indulge this holiday season. You won’t be disappointed!
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
Did not disappoint. A good read. A good addition to the series.