Blog Tour: The Coaching Hours (How to Date a Douchebag #4) by Sara Ney

The Coaching Hours is finally here!! I have been looking forward to this one forever and it is so much fun!!

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Well, there are, but they’re not who this story is about.

This story is about me—the coach’s daughter.

When I moved to Iowa to live with my dad, the university's take-no- prisoners wrestling coach, I thought transferring would be easy as pie—living with my father would be temporary, and he'd make sure his douchebag wrestlers left me alone.

Wrong on both counts.


A bet is placed, and I'm on the table. After one humiliating night and too much alcohol, I find the last nice guy on campus. And when he offers to rent me his spare bedroom, I go all in. It’s time for the nice guy to finish first.

Midnight chats and spilling my problems turn to lingering touches. Lingering touches turn to more.

And the ultimate good guy has the potential do more damage than any douchebags ever could.


The Coaching Hours was a fun read. The story definitely didn't go how I was expecting it to. In fact at some points I wasn't really sure Anabelle she would end up with. Because it was one of those stories where anything could happen. I loved it. I loved reading Anabelle's story. She was so sweet and kind and fun and awesome. And the guys that she gets mixed up with were fun, if unexpected.

Anabelle is the coaches daughter. The one the coach warned all of his players not to mess with, but of course there are a few who can't help but get into trouble. They made a bet to see who the first would  be to sleep with her. And man I didn't like those guys. But I did like Anabelle. She is so sweet. And she can easily get hurt when she finds out how much of a jerk some of the guys are.

Elliott is a nice guy. He may actually be too nice. Too considerate and thoughtful. Too much of a gentleman. When he sees Anabelle at a party wasted he doesn't hesitate to help her out. He takes her home, because she can't remember where she lives, and he was so cute. Oh, I loved him. He always tries to do what is right and never asks for anything in return. Though he has a plan of how his life will go, school, job, then social life/relationship, but sometimes things don't work out the way you had planned.

When Anabelle needs a place to live and Elliott has a spare room they think this will be great. They will be roommates, friends, and nothing more and everything will be fine. Only they start liking each other. And as I said Elliott is maybe a bit too considerate and won't do anything because he doesn't want to mess things up. Or be that creepy roommate when she is not feeling it. Plus he knows he is not staying forever and doesn't really want a relationship right now no matter how much he starts caring for Anabelle. These two were great together. They definitely take their time getting together and I loved how neither one pushed the other to be anything but themseleves. They both want what is best for the other even if that means they are not together. They were awesome. I really loved them together even if they stumble once and a while.

Now I will say I was really surprised how much I loved Rex by the end! I never thought I would like him as he is pretty terrible at the beginning, and not in a normal douchebag way, but I so wish we could get his story next! I know this is the last in the series, but that doesn't stop me from wanting to see where he ends up. Because by the end I loved him so much!

*Note: I received a free copy of this book for voluntary review consideration

Rating: ★ ★ ★ ★



She perks up. “Wait, you’ve never had a back massage?”




“Well, what the hell? How can I, in good conscience, lie here letting you rub my back when you’ve never had anyone rub yours?” She scoots over, pointing to the mattress. “Lie on your stomach, I’ll do you first.”

I wave my hands in front of me in protest. The last thing I need is her warm hands roaming my body.

“No, no, you don’t have to. It’s not a big deal.”

“Are you crazy? Back massages are the best—like, better than an orgasm. You’re first, so lie down.”

“And you call me the bossy one?”

“Quit stalling and get on the bed.”

Obediently, I climb to the middle of my bed in nothing but a pair of gym shorts, legs hanging off the side.

Next to me, the mattress dips, Anabelle on her knees, approaching my side.

A finger glides down my spine. “It will be easier for me to do this if I’m sitting on you. Hope that’s okay.”

“Is that the approved method?”

“No, but my arms will get tired if I have to lean over you the whole time.”

“Do whatever then, I don’t care.”

I stiffen when Anabelle swings one leg over my body, straddling my ass. Warm palms at my lower back.

“You’re so tense. Try to relax,” she coos, making it worse. “Tilt your head to the side, that’s it.”

I hear the lotion bottle snap open. Click closed. My roommate’s palms rubbing together, warming it up.

“Sorry, I don’t have any actual massage oil. This will have to do.”

When her hands make contact with my back, I almost groan it feels so fucking good. 

Warm. Smooth.

Pressure in all the right places, pushing gently into my muscles.


Slower still, caressing along my shoulders, thumbs and fingers working together to soothe the burning on my right side.

“Doesn’t this feel great?” Her soft voice cuts into the silence. “You’re loosening up. That’s good.”

I feel her leaning as her hands move up and down my spine until they stop, hovering at the base of my neck. Thumbs stroking the skin below my hairline, back and forth.

Her torso dips, hands maneuvering my arms, placing them at my sides. Palms slide up and down my biceps.

For several minutes, she rubs my arms and shoulders. Then she skims down my ribcage unhurriedly, in no rush, making little humming sounds inside her throat.

I know I’m not imagining the feather-light way her hands drift down my spine. I remain still, letting her touch me, basking in it.

Remain still when her lips kiss the tender spot of my shoulder where it meets my neck, nose nuzzling behind my ear, her breasts rubbing against my back and what the fuck was that all about? What does she think she’s doing, trying to drive me insane?


About the Author:

Sara Ney is the USA Today Bestselling Author of the How to Date a Douchebag series, and is best known for her sexy, laugh-out-loud New Adult romances. Among her favorite vices, she includes: iced latte's, historical architecture and well-placed sarcasm. She lives colorfully, collects vintage books, art, loves flea markets, and fancies herself British. She lives with her husband, children, and her ridiculously large dog. 


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