Release Blitz, Review & Excerpt: The Change Up by Meghan Quinn

The Change Up

by Meghan Quinn

Release Date: June 11, 2020

Genre: Romantic Comedy

BREAKING NEWS: The Bad Boy of Baseball, Maddox Paige, is totally and utterly whipped.

Okay, that might not be the headlines in the newspaper this morning, but it's the reality of my current situation.

It all started a month ago when I received a call from my best friend, Kinsley. She got a new job in Chicago and needed a place to stay. I've known the girl since I was five, what harm would it be to have her stay at my place for a while?

Ha! Total disaster.

Now instead of going out every night with my teammates, I'm couch surfing and sketching endless photos of my best friend . . . but that's the least of my concerns.

The disaster, you ask? I'm rapidly falling head over cleats in love with my best friend, my roommate, and my number one fan.

And she has no idea . . .

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Disclaimer: I received an Advance Reader Copy at no cost from the publisher/author. All opinions in my review are my own.

There's just something about a Meghan Quinn book that gets my blood pumping. Her stories slay me every. single. time. After reading Quinn's other baseball books, I have to admit that Maddox Paige was a character that I was extremely curious about. His story was better than I ever could have imagined.

When Meghan Quinn writes a book she doesn't hold back. I've always loved that about her books. Her books just have an essence about them that speaks to me. Her writing style is one that I could pick out of a line up at this point. It is always smooth and inviting. I feel like I am in the zone every time I read one of her books. Her stories are always riveting and I am always completely captivated by them.

Kinsley and Maddox were characters that captured my heart. I felt so connected to them. They were realistic characters that were relatable and likable. I loved the depth that the characters had, which included an intimate shared past. Maddox has some great character growth in the story. I really loved all of the representation of friendship in the book. It was just beautiful. I love how we get to see characters from some of the other baseball hottie books by Quinn. The characters from every single book imprint on your soul and when they show up again in other books it makes your heart soar.

The romance in this book had my heart beating out of my chest. I was a total goner for these two. I can't even tell you how much I loved this couple. They had such a deep and intense connection that comes from being best friends their whole lives. You could really feel that connection between them through the writing. It was a palpable thing. Their friendship was beautiful and real and everything that makes your heart full. Their devotion to one another was so touching. Their banter and dialogues felt so natural and riveting. Their chemistry was pretty dynamite too.

Overall, this is a story that completely dominated my heart. I fell so in love with these characters and this dazzling story. You can't go wrong with a Meghan Quinn book. I've said this before, but Meghan Quinn is a romancelandia queen and I will follow her anywhere. Every single baseball hottie book that Meghan Quinn releases is better than the last. I don't know how she does it. I didn't think that anything could top Cory's book but Maddox's story has definitely won me over. I desperately hope that there will be more baseball hottie books from Quinn because I cannot get enough!

EXCERPT

Prologue

**MADDOX**

Have you ever said something you regret?

Something you haven’t forgotten about an hour later?

Something that sits with you, stews deep in your belly, and then seeps into your bones, burying itself so far into your marrow that all you can think about is the one thing you said . . . and how you wished you could take it back the minute it slipped past your lips?

That’s where I am.

Full of regret.

People always say, “Don’t regret anything. It’s what makes you who you are.” That was said in a whiney, nasally voice. Did you hear it?

Well, those people, the ones trying to spew rainbows and sunshine up your ass about blatant mistakes . . . yeah, they’re only saying that because they fuck up on a daily basis.

Think about it, what REAL person is okay with all their regrets? No one. There is always that one thing you did, that one time, that you will always, always, always think . . . “What if I’d done that differently?”

It keeps you up at night.

You wonder, what transformed, what took over my brain, to utter such words. To alter your life completely and send it down an entirely different course.

Yeah, my life has been fucking altered all right.

Everything was fine.

I was pitching one hell of a fucking season for the Rebels, my ride or die team. I was getting along with my teammates, even the infamous Cory Potter, who made a splash after last season. I’ll hand it to the man, he really is the boss. I was getting laid whenever I wanted, which is always a plus for a guy who has massive amounts of adrenaline pumping through him daily, especially on a pitching day. And there were no strings attached.

None.

Yeah, I might have a rotation of women I call, but any single player in the major leagues does. You need the outlet. Even the prestigious Cory Potter had some booty call numbers before he found Natalie.

I was living a great life, and then it all changed. And it changed fucking fast.

Before I knew it, I was staring into my fridge at dairy products not made from a cow, but rather from oat. What the fuck is that? Oat milk? Explain to me where an oat has a goddamn nipple.

My toothbrush is made from bamboo, which gives off a very woody, splintery taste, and I’ve been using toothpaste tablets instead of paste from a tube . . . because apparently, tubes suck up life in the landfill.

The eco-friendly toilet paper in my apartment disintegrates in my hand and is worthless, making bathroom breaks a fucking nightmare.

And there’s a goddamn three-legged dog in a suit and tie sitting on my couch that goes by the name Herman, or Hermy for short.

I don’t have any privacy, I don’t even remember what meat tastes like anymore, and “Hermy” has a goddamn staring problem. And the three-legged motherfucker, yeah, he’s stealthy. I find him waiting for me outside the shower . . . staring.

When I wake up . . . staring.

When I’m trying to make a goddamn tempeh sandwich . . . staring.

Every time I tell him to “get a life” or to “fuck off” or for the love of Christ “get a new hobby”, he doesn’t even bat an eyelash.

He just stares!

I can’t fucking take it anymore.

I’m losing my goddamn mind and I don’t know . . . maybe it’s because I haven’t had sex in what feels like forever, or because my burgers are now made of imposter “meat”, or maybe because I’m forced to do things I don’t want to do. Either way, something needs to give, because I’m pretty sure from all the vegan shit I’ve been eating, my armpits are just about ready to spring their own mung beans.

Christ.

One phone call.

That’s all it took.

One fucking phone call from a person I cannot say no to, a person who will forever and always be . . . my insanely beautiful and free-spirited best friend.

About the Author

USA Today Bestselling Author, wife, adoptive mother, and peanut butter lover. Author of romantic comedies and contemporary romance, Meghan Quinn brings readers the perfect combination of heart, humor, and heat in every book.