How is being called kitten better than being called pussy?

The Perfect Game by J Sterling



J. Sterling might have my $3.99 but this story just isn’t sold on me.

The Perfect Game feels like a very juvenile but very dramatic and over-the-top love story between two crazy new adults with trust issues. As I was reading, I felt the author was being overly ambitious; however, the story falls flat. This is also the first book in a trilogy.

As most new adult novels go, the playboy, who happens to be named Jack Carter, falls in love with an elusive girl, who happens to be named Cassie Andrews. There is a couple of attempted witty bantering between H/h but it’s been done plenty of times, and after a few, they become eye-rolling. I have seen (or rather read) this sort of plot a dozen times, but J Sterling doesn’t make her book stand out.

I am actually very conflicted as to rating this book. The beginning was slow and Jack Carter did not appeal to me. Jack is a heartthrob in the college campus and playboy who does not sleep with the same girl twice. His falling in love with Cassie was too instantaneous and unbelievable that it was actually ridiculous. The rate of tying my shoes as to how fast Jack fell in love with Cassie is slow. He also called Cassie “Kitten” and I don’t think this endearment is sweet. A Kitten is a young pussy and hell would have to freeze over before I would want to be called pussy. I think kitten as an endearment is offending, but I am just talking for myself. But if you honestly like being called kitten, I would actually think something is wrong with you. No offense.
The story dragged at the beginning and I felt the same things were happening over and over again, just with little differences in scenarios. Heroine gets mad, hero tries to win her over, they make up, and then it happens again.

The Perfect game is told in first voice and in alternate narrations by Cassie and Jack. Jack gets his spotlight less often, but with these spotlights, I can’t help but think that Jack is a wuss. I am a female and I find emotions attractive on a guy. But sorry, Jack Carter might have the body of a god, but I feel he’s gay. He is so emotional, I feel like he is a girl on a perpetual menstrual period.

This doesn’t make Cassie any more mature than Jack is. *spoilers ahead* One of Cassie’s schoolmate shows her a picture of a smiling Jack opening a door for a girl and Cassie goes ballistic! She ignores Jack insisting that she would prefer to talk to Jack in person to gauge his reactions. But to ignore him all was too much.

As I was reading, I was actually looking for the third wheel which happens in almost all new adult novels. And alas, I was not disappointed as the third wheel did come.

The choices Jack had made did not sit well with me. *spoilers ahead* After Jack does a perfect game where none of the batters of the enemy team hit any base, the team decides to celebrate. Jack drinks too much and ends up in bed with someone else. Next day, as he calls Cassie, instead of manning up, he pretends that everything is perfect. However, this incident haunts him. He ends up getting this woman pregnant. He calls Cassie to let her know of his infidelity and the news. And he decides to marry the woman! He is crazy over Cassie but he decides to hurt her even more just because of the reason that he doesn’t want his son or daughter to end up without a father. Despite Cassie’s begging, he still goes on with marrying her.

The Perfect Game is definitely not perfect. The writing is okay. Nothing stellar here. The story is frustrating. However, I am just one reader. On amazon, the book has 4.4 stars out of five and 992 readers out of 1,509 gave this book five stars, I’m at the minority here so that might just be me.

I have something to confess though. I am continuing on with the series as I have already bought the second book months ago, even though I haven’t read the first book yet. Blame all the sale prices on the amazon store. I have no control whatsoever when I see the words reduced price. They just lure me in. Argh. This will be a lesson learned for sure.