Title: Falling Hard
Series: The Blackhawk Boys #4
Author: Lexi Ryan
Release Date: May 23, 2017

An NFL player with a secret past, and the one woman with the power to turn his world inside out…
Former actress Emma Rothschild is partying in Vegas in disguise. But I’m not fooled. Five years ago, I knew that body better than my own, and I haven’t forgotten a single detail—not the curve of her hip beneath my hand or the hitch in her breath when I kiss her neck.
When Emma’s unexpectedly left alone in Sin City, I agree to spend the weekend with her. As friends. Why not? If I can knock down the toughest guys in the NFL, I’m strong enough to keep my hands to myself, even if she is the sexiest woman I’ve ever met.
Emma is part of my past—years so shrouded in secrets that not even my best friends know the truth about who I am. I’m a single dad now and not interested in revisiting my old ways or trying to win back the only woman I ever let close enough to break my heart.
But this is Vegas, where all bets are off, and with Emma, nothing ever goes as planned…
“A sexy, sweet, oh-so-emotional second chance romance that will make you believe in the power of fate and forgiveness.” - USA Today Bestseller Lili Valente
FALLING HARD is a sexy and emotional novel intended for mature readers. It’s the fourth book in the world of the Blackhawk Boys, but can be enjoyed as a standalone.
Football. Secrets. Lies. Passion. These boys don’t play fair. Which Blackhawk Boy will steal your heart?
 "Tonight, Emma isn’t the woman who once broke my heart. She isn’t the girl who wrote me off with a simple goodbye note and apologies I didn’t want. Tonight, she’s a dream, my fantasy in the flesh, my reward for surviving the hardest year of my whole life."

Falling Hard is a second chance romance between a former child star and an NFL football player. I'm not sure I'd call this story angsty in the same way I typically use the word, but this book is tumultuous, with layers upon layers upon layers of difficulty and secrets and lies and mistakes and heartache. Lexi Ryan has brought all of the Blackhawk boys through their own personal versions of hell, through some serious drama and out the other side to their happily ever afters, tugging the heartstrings of the reader the whole way through. Keegan's story is no different. Rife with heartbreak and longing, Falling Hard is an intricately woven romance full of complicated secrets, gut wrenching truths, and blissfully romantic second chances.

Every time I close a Lexi Ryan book, I'm convinced her writing and storytelling can't get any better. I'm repeatedly proven wrong. The writing in this book is simply stunning and the manner in which this story was so meticulously crafted is truly on another level. I've loved every book in this series, but there's something about Falling Hard that felt more layered, more complex, more intense. I'll say it again, I've loved every one of the Blackhawk boys and their stories, but this book showcased Lexi Ryan's writing talents in a whole new light for me.

Falling Hard pulled me in IMMEDIATELY. A surprise reunion in Vegas between Keegan and Emma, whose brief romance was cut short before it really ever had a chance to begin, spirals into something no one could've seen coming. In fact, with each turn of the page, I was kicked in the gut with more of the unexpected... more heartache, more information about the past, more side characters threatening what might be. As the story unfolds, as this messy dynamic evolves, I found myself turning the pages at rapid fire speed, ravenous for this puzzle to piece itself together for me. Keegan's life is messy. Emma's life is messy. Their brief romance was messy, full of secrets and deception. When they see each other again for the first time after five years, so much has changed, but the secrets keep coming, the emotional hits relentless. What was once messy grows exponentially more so with each omission, with their renewed attraction, with all that was done in the dark starting to come into the light. When I say this story is complicated, it's an understatement. This story is devastating in many ways, infuriating in others, but always hopeful. Always romantic. Always riveting.

I love this series because of how very different every single book is. I love this series because I never know what I'm going to get when I open the newest book, but I'm always swept away in another gripping storyline. I love this series because of how heavy each book is. These characters are pushed to the brink, facing devastating situations that kick the reader right in the gut. And Lexi Ryan nails it every time, delivering stories that are as romantic as they are emotionally torturous. Falling Hard is another winner in one of my top favorite series, a story of hope and forgiveness, acceptance and love. It's riddled with pain and drama and steam and lush romance, all woven seamlessly together by polished writing. I can't get enough of this series and I'm already sad I read this book so quickly. I loved it. I couldn't put it down. And I can't wait for the next!

Jessica's Rating:
“You’re too beautiful,” I tell her. I run my thumb along her jaw. “Too fucking beautiful.”

“I’ve missed you. You’re the best man I’ve ever met.”

My stomach clenches and I shake my head. “Don’t think that. It’s a lie. It’s what I wanted you to believe. Don’t bring that lie into tonight.”

“How was it a lie?” She grins up at me, and I know a full confession would erase all the happiness from her face.

“When we were together before, I wasn’t the man you thought I was. I wasn’t good.” It’s the closest to the truth I’ve ever given anyone about my past.

“So you don’t want me believing you’re good?”

I pull her hips tightly against me as I exhale in frustration. She still thinks this is some kind of joke. “I’m different now, but then…”

She lifts onto her toes and flicks her tongue against my ear. “Don’t be so different. I like you a little bad.”

I groan and stop dancing. I don’t know how much longer I can do this without diving over the line. “Is that permission to stop being your friend?” I’m obsessed with knowing if she tastes as sweet as I remember. And if I swipe my tongue over the sensitive spot beneath her ear, will she gasp like she always did?

She shrugs and grins, and the dance floor tilts off balance. It’s crowded, and we’re surrounded by writhing bodies, cocooned in the crowd. I turn her in my arms so her back is to my front and settle my hand against the soft skin of her midriff. She arches her back and rubs against me.

I sweep her hair to the side, and when I press my lips to the long, smooth column of her neck, she trembles against me.

“Are you okay?” I ask against her ear. “Is this okay?”

“I—I’m not sure…”

“Tell me what you want. Not five years ago. Not tomorrow. What do you want right now?”

She reaches back and threads her fingers through my hair to guide my mouth back to her neck.

I don’t hesitate. I kiss and suck on that tender skin while we move to the beat.

The rest of the room fades and one song blurs into the next. A waitress comes by selling shots, and I buy two, one for each of us, and we lock eyes as we throw them back. At some point, I’m vaguely aware of Bailey checking on me, but my focus is one hundred percent on Emma, on this night that takes me back to when I was eighteen and so fucking in love it hurt. Tonight, Emma isn’t the woman who once broke my heart. She isn’t the girl who wrote me off with a simple goodbye note and apologies I didn’t want. Tonight, she’s a dream, my fantasy in the flesh, my reward for surviving the hardest year of my whole life.

When her face begins to blur, I realize I’m way more drunk than I ever intended. I need to sober up or I’m not going to remember a minute of this night. “Want to get out of here?”

She nods, takes my hand, and leads me out of the bar and down the hall to the elevators. My watch reads a quarter past two.

“Let’s get some food,” I suggest, but at the same moment, an elevator dings and the doors slide open.

Emma grabs my hand and drags me inside. “I don’t want food,” she says, punching a button.

I spin her around and press her against the wall. “What do you want, Em?” I drop my hand to her side to skim my knuckles over her skirt, and she widens her stance to part her thighs. “Fuck,” I whisper. I shouldn’t do this. Not here, not when any moment someone could join us on the elevator, not when we’re both so damn drunk it’s a wonder we can stand upright. But shouldn’t is so much weaker than want, and I want to touch her more than I want anything right now.

I’m faintly aware of the soft beeping of the passing floors as I slide my hand up her skirt and cup her between her legs. She gasps, and I rub my fingers over the damp lace of her panties, teasing her swollen flesh.

When the elevator stops and the doors slide open, she grabs my wrist and holds me still. “Please,” she whispers in my ear. “Please. Don’t stop.” Then she tilts her hips and rocks against my hand. I couldn’t refuse her if every person in the hotel was watching us.

New York Times and USA Today bestselling author of emotional romance that sizzles, Lexi enjoys reading, sunshine, a good glass of wine, and rare trips to the beach. Lexi lives in Indiana with her husband, two children, and neurotic dog. You can find her at her website: http://www.lexiryan.com/

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BK 1 - SPINNING OUT (Arrow’s story)

BK 2 - RUSHING IN (Christopher’s story)

BK 3 - GOING UNDER (Sebastian’s story)

BK 4 - FALLING HARD (Keegan’s story)


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