Passion dominates the diamond in the second novel in this fun and flirty baseball romance series by the author of High Heat.
Paul Dudley, president of the Plainview Thrashers, is spinning out of control. Preserving his family’s baseball legacy in these tough times takes everything he’s got, and constant clashes with his father have left him struggling for authority over the team and even his own future. So when sports reporter Willow Bourne, a one-night-stand from a year ago, walks back into his life, he knows he can’t give into his feelings for her—no matter how strong they are.
Willow never expected to see Paul again, and she’s got her reasons for keeping her distance. Except the more time she spends around Paul, the harder it is to hide her secrets—or stop herself from falling head over heels.
As the sparks between them fly, Paul discovers what Willow has been concealing from him, leaving him with a difficult choice—keep the team his top priority or make his own legacy by following his heart…
Paul and Willow meet in a bar in St. Petersburg, Florida. They both have past relationships they’d like to forget, but the sparks flying between them can’t be denied. . .
“Remember? Forget the past. Don’t think about the future. Only tonight,” she said.
He stopped without warning and turned to her. “If we’re living in the moment, there’s something I want to do.” He cupped her chin gently, tilting it up.
“Oh yeah? What’s that?”
“This.” He bent slightly to take her mouth in a soft, sensual kiss.
She leaned in, letting her lips soften and her body melt against his. Her shoes fell into the sand, and his arms moved to hold her, pulling her in so tight she had to shift a bit to breathe.
“Sorry.” His forehead pressed against hers, his breath warm on her cheek.
Her hand rose and fell with the motions of his chest and, beneath her palm, his heart kept pace with her own racing beat.
“Maybe I want this a little too badly.”
His honesty stripped her bare, removing any doubt she had about him.
“No more than I do,” she said, and she meant it.
His hand slipped into her hair, which was blowing gently in the breeze, and she took a moment to be grateful she’d left her reddish locks hanging loose instead of sweeping them up and back.
“Beautiful,” he murmured.
“Thanks. You’re not so bad yourself.”
“Shhh,” he whispered, and leaned in again to take her mouth in a demanding kiss that robbed her breath.
She put her arms around his neck and pulled him closer, desperate for the heat and comfort only he could provide. His hand moved down to cup her breast through the halter top of her dress, and heat streaked through her body as her nipple hardened.
The kiss seemed to last forever. He pulled away finally, short of breath, those cool blue eyes now hot and focused. “Come on.” He gave her hand a tug.
Maybe she shouldn’t be out here with him. He was a stranger. It didn’t make sense and it wasn’t reasonable. But she’d had a “reasonable” relationship with a man she loved, and whom she thought had loved her. Her family had liked Tony. Her friends thought she was cool for dating an ex–football star. Everybody had approved of that relationship, and it had wrecked her life. She couldn’t do another relationship. The price was too high. But one night . . .
Paul wouldn’t take her anywhere she didn’t want to go. She knew that instinctively.
Linda Morris is a writer of contemporary romance, including High Heat, the first book in the Hard Hitters series; Melting the Millionaire’s Heart; The Mason Dixon Line; and Nice Work If You Can Get It. She writes stories with heart and heat, along with a joke or two thrown in. Her years of Cubs fandom prove she has a soft spot for a lost cause.
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