COCKY HERO CLUB
Release Date: May 31, 2020


Vi Keeland and Penelope Ward are excited to bring you the Cocky Hero Club: original works from various authors inspired by Keeland and Ward's New York Times bestselling Cocky Bastard series.




PIN-UP PILOT
BY CLAIRE RAYE

Alexa Purdy has sworn off men, and he’s her worst nightmare.

Arrogant and flirtatious, and now International Airlines’ newest pilot, Jake Campbell has a panty-dropping smile and a body to match. But he’s no match for Alexa’s cold heart.

Plagued by a bad reputation and a bitter divorce, Alexa is determined to make a name for herself outside of the bedroom. As International Airlines’ only female pilot she’s had to work twice as hard and she won’t let someone like Jake bring her down. 

But she’s surprised to find he’s nothing like she expected him to be. Even more surprising is her growing attraction to him and his obvious attraction to her—an attraction that causes her to question whether swearing off men is such a good idea after all.

But when Jake’s past resurfaces, she realizes getting close to him may be her biggest mistake of all.
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FILTHY FIREFIGHTER
BY EMMA LOUISE

He looks like he belongs on stage, stripping out of his firefighter uniform, not running into a burning building to save me. But thank God he did.

When the smoke clears and my eyes focus on my savior, one look at his gorgeous face and tattoo-covered muscles, I know he’ll be too much for me to handle. It’s a good thing I never have to see him again, right?

Except, losing my home to a fire means finding somewhere new to live, and guess who just happens to be my new roommate? Hayden Flynn. The filthy-talking firefighter who’s been front and center of all of my dreams lately.

Our attraction is undeniable, but it’s the adventures he takes me on that has me falling for him, each new experience chipping away at the wall I’ve been hiding behind. 

He wasn’t supposed to see past my scars.

He wasn’t supposed to break me apart piece by piece, then put me back together again.

He was just supposed to be a firefighter. I didn’t expect him to end up saving my life, in more ways than one.


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DIRTY LIAR
BY JANICE M. WHITEAKER

Dexter Truitt ruined my life.

His impossibly improbable act set off a chain of events I couldn’t make up if I tried, each one stealing a little more from me.

My relationship. My business.

My reputation.

But even bad times have to come to an end. I thought that was the case when Valerie slid onto the barstool next to mine and asked me to buy her a drink. 

She was gorgeous. Driven. Smart.

And didn’t know who in the hell I was.

Didn’t know why every other woman in town avoids me like the plague.

Valerie was a ray of light when I needed it most, and I couldn’t get enough of her. Being with her made me think I could have it all again.

Showed me I could have more.

All I had to do was reach out and take it.

But all good things must come to an end too.

And our ending was one I didn’t see coming.


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LAYOVER LOVER
BY JEANNINE COLETTE
& LAUREN RUNOW

Flying the friendly skies has been more than just a job to me. It’s my home.

Ten years ago I ran away from everything I’ve known and vowed never to return. That is, until my flight is cancelled due to weather, and I’m stuck in San Francisco. 

Fate is not on my side when I end up in an Uber ride share with the one man I thought I’d never see again. 

Zack Hunt was my high school sweetheart, and the boy I walked away from without a note saying goodbye. Except, he’s no longer a boy. No, this man is gorgeous, intense, and heated at the sight of me. 

The anger searing off him is nothing compared to the way my heart pounds from seeing him again. Words are said. Feelings are crushed. But when he invites me in to his bar to hash out our past, I find myself following him in, desperate for more. 

The line between past and present is blurred when Zack challenges me to a dare—come back home with him to see what I walked away from. 

Call me a glutton for punishment, but I do. 

Then I challenge him right back to live a day in my shoes. 

We drive home to rediscover the past 
We fly abroad to live in the present.
When we stop moving, we realize we may never have a future. 

Layover Lover is a second chance romance, aligned by fate. Can two lost souls really find love again on a layover? Or do they need to keep flying?

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BRITISH BANGER
BY JENNIFER WOODHULL

British accents should come with a warning label. When they’re attached to deep, baritone voices that belong to sexy, cocky men, you should have to sign a waiver.

Most people wouldn’t touch short-term rental properties, but since my business partner took off with my client list, I need every deal I can get. Enter, one insanely sexy and completely exasperating Camden Reid.

The smug executive found fault with every property I showed him. Too cramped. Too feminine. Too far from a decent pub.

His demands were ridiculous, and I couldn’t wait to be rid of him and his British bangers.

Somewhere between the first property and the zillionth, though, my attraction to Camden grew impossible to ignore.

His insane demands finally met, the arrogant Adonis proposed we christen his new temporary home.

Little did I know how addicted I’d become, or just how unforgettable my time with Camden would be.

After all, I knew we had an expiration date.

All good things must come to an end, right?
Except our ending was one I didn't see coming.
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DOCTOR HEARTBREAKER
BY KATHRYN M. HEARST

The nurses call me Dr. Heartbreaker. They say I put the hot in hot-shot cardiologist.

Not that it matters. I never stick my tongue depressor in my co-workers.

What can I say? I play by a set of personal rules.

Even if those rules eliminate 99.9% of the woman I come in contact with from my dating-pool.

Even if those rules landed me on a blind date with Emily, my childhood sweetheart, a woman I hadn’t seen since I broke her heart freshmen year of college.

Let’s just say the evening was a disaster. She took one look at me, and it was…

Date over. Do not pass go. Do not collect your two-hundred dollars.

The thing is, I can’t stop thinking about her. She was my first kiss, and every other first that two people could share.

She’s the only woman I’ve ever loved.

How can I make her understand what really happened between us when she wants nothing to do with me?

How can I let her walk away again, when it could mean another ten years wondering…what if?

The answer’s simple. I can’t.

Unfortunately, the solution to my dilemma is a five-year-old Colombian girl with a deadly heart condition. The same little girl Emily’s non-profit organization brought to the United States to receive life-saving surgery.

When the chief of staff informs me, I need to improve my public image because my bedside manner sucks--not THAT bedside manner. I’m just fine between the sheets, thank you very much—I agree to perform the girl’s operation…

Because spending more time with Emily is worth the risk.
Even if it means I have to break every rule in my playbook.

Even if it means destroying myself in the process.

I’ll do anything for a second chance with the woman who’s owned my heart since the first-grade.
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FATEFUL FIGHTER
BY KATHY COOPMANS

“I want a divorce.”
No woman wants to say those words. No woman who is still in love with her husband anyway.

Our marriage has been tested, repeatedly.
It’s been dragged through tabloids and rumors and fans that just won’t let us be.
Through it all, we’ve remained unbreakable.

We didn’t have the perfect marriage because perfection doesn’t exist.
But we had love. We had trust. We had chemistry that to this day sets everything inside me on fire.

Then one life-threatening statement creates a chain of lies that leaves me no choice but to say those horrible words.

I never thought I’d say them.

I never thought my husband would ignore me when I did.

I never thought the man I love would sever the vows we took.

I never thought I’d pack my bags and move from our home in L.A. to our getaway cottage in Hermosa Beach.

Then again, I never thought he'd choose the fate of his life over his fate with me.
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BRAINY BARTENDER
BY NATALIE ANN

Add one hidden past. A dash of a pretend role. A shot of steamy chemistry. Put it in a shaker, then pour for one exotic cocktail on the rocks!

Wesley Templeton was determined to not follow in his namesake’s path as a Cardiac Surgeon. Was he smart enough for it? Of course, he was a genius after all. Did he have the time and patience to master the craft? Absolutely. Was he going to let his controlling grandfather hold his trust fund over his head until he achieved what was expected of him? Hell no!

Harper Fairchild was the redheaded stepchild. Literally. Smart, nerdy, picked on, and often thought of as an outcast. Her social life was a dismal as her family relationships, so she left when she could and made a new life somewhere else. Unfortunately she found it was hard to break the mold of what cast her as undesirable. Until she loses a bet with a coworker and has to be made-over for a blind date. When that turns into another disaster she escapes to a bar to nurse her emotional wounds, striking up a conversation with the sexy bartender and wondering if she could keep up the ruse of the confident sexy chick she was pretending to be.
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MASTER MANIPULATOR
BY NICOLE S. GOODIN

From International Bestselling Author, Nicole S. Goodin, comes a sexy new standalone novel.
He was infuriating, arrogant and conceited. He was also my new seatmate.
Fifteen hours stuck next to the definition of tall, dark and handsome, and the only thing on his mind on our trip from California to Sydney… was me.
Ky Bateman made no secret of the fact he wanted me, and I made it clear he drove me crazy.
When my resolve finally wavered, we made a bet. I lost, he won, and I found myself on the back of his motorcycle, on the adventure of a lifetime.
I never intended to fall for the master manipulator, especially when I knew I was keeping secrets that could destroy everything between us.

All good things must come to an end, right?
Except our ending was one I didn’t see coming.

Author note – Master Manipulator is a full-length standalone novel. Due to strong language and sexual content, this book is not intended for readers under the age of 18.
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CRUEL BELOVED
BY T.L. SMITH

Sign on the dotted line…

I, Carla Star, agree to marry you, Corton Whiskey, on the date supplied in the attached contract. In signing this document, I agree that I shall not, by any means, try to break this contract. I understand that if I do, the envelope held in escrow will be released to the parties identified within the contract, and I shall forfeit my right to the privacy currently afforded to me by the aforementioned Mr. Corton Whiskey.

Aubrey Bateman
Lawyer acting on behalf of Mr. Whiskey

I received this contract, hand-delivered, and I’m now staring at it in disbelief. Me, the daughter of a senator, is being bribed by a one-night stand.

If he thinks he can blackmail me with his perversions, he can damn well think again.
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Cocky Hero Club

I have honestly had this book on my kindle since it was released. I am such a sporadic, indecisive reader. I read the first one and liked it, added the second to my TBR and waited. Then when it was released I one clicked it and just never felt it, and I can’t even tell you why not. But to give you an idea of where my heads been at, I have over 1000 books on my kindle, I have KU and I have ARC commitments, I also have a lot more time and I really mean a LOT more time to read with social distancing having my 7 kids sports in limbo right now. So I decided now was the perfect time to tackle all those books on my kindle and not buy any more books. But I just spend hours looking over my TBR list and not even knowing what I feel like reading. 

Yesterday I jumped on Goodreads and had lists for the best alpha hero, the best step brother, the best college sports, the best professional sports and the best menage romances and I looked over those for hours before deciding that none of them were working for me. So I started looking through my kindle and I can’t even tell you why I pulled this one up and started to read it. 

But I am glad this was the pick. I literally couldn’t put it down at 2am this morning because I had to know what happened with these two. Fallon was so broken but she had worked so hard to put herself back together and for the most part she was stronger. And I needed to know how she had been broken. As much as I needed to know if Madox was the one to inflict the damage or if he was as much a victim as she was.

I really can’t remember the first book at all, so this was read as a complete stand alone and it worked but I did feel like I was standing on the outside of a few inside jokes. But most of the times I wasn’t the only one. The story was kind of told with loads of cloak and dagger and to be honest I think I might have missed a few of the explanations of a few things however I think that might be more me reading with kids asking a million questions and trying to get my brain to function at 2am because I didn’t want to put the book down.

The story of Madox and Fallon was sad and I felt so bad for them both. I would have liked some of it to play out differently but I am happy with how the story went and I was so happy that Madox and Fallon got everything out in the open and got the happily ever after that they deserved. I am incredibly intrigued by Jax but I don’t know if I will ever get around to reading his book. I kind of want to do that now but then who knows where I’ll end up.





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A hot-headed college golfer falls for her swing coach in this fun and sexy sports romance.
Lincoln Reeves may be a pro golfer and revered swing coach, but when I meet him, he is just one more person telling me I’m not good enough.
So, I do what any girl in my position would do. I tell him to get lost and take his arrogant, annoying smirk with him. I never expect to see him again. I certainly don’t expect to run into him that same night after one too many tequila shots.
Turns out that he’s kind of a big deal. Okay, fine, a really big deal. In fact, he might be the one person who can take my game to the next level.
Convincing him to help will be difficult.
Not throwing my club at his handsome face when he makes me work harder than I thought humanly possible will be excruciating.
But not falling for him will be the hardest thing of all.


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Rebecca Jenshak is a self-proclaimed margarita addict, college basketball fanatic, and Hallmark channel devotee. A Midwest native transplanted to the desert, she likes being outdoors (drinking on patios) and singing (in the shower) when she isn't writing books about hot guys and the girls who love them.


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I am kind of at a loss as to what I am feeling about this book. Which is really weird. I know my head is still at this very distracted place that is making it very hard for me to get lost in reading any book, but obviously I signed up to review these books because I was very excited to read them. So when they land on my kindle I get that little flutter but then I have to physically force myself to sit down and read. And a book I would normally inhale in a day is taking me two or three days to get through and it’s driving me nuts.


So while I read this and liked it, I was super distracted and part of that, i’ll be honest is that golf bores me to tears. But the majority of it is simply me. And sadly the distraction made me feel like I wasn’t hugely connected to the characters and the storyline. But I love Rebecca Jenshak’s Smart Jocks Series so much. And I really loved getting little nods to them in this book.


Lincoln wasn’t a character I loved. He was kind of a meh hero for me. I understand where he was coming from in holding back on a relationship with Keira but it annoyed me a little and if he were a heroine I would be screaming at him through my kindle. But I think since he was a man and he felt his justifications so deeply I kind of forgave him a little bit but I really wanted him to man up a lot sooner.


Keira was great. I loved her drive and dedication, she made me feel like a real slacker as I ate chips and drank wine and read about her busting her arse to improve her sport. And man did she work for everything she wanted. And I was right there cheering for her at all of her victories. I really wanted her coach to get hit by a bus but never mind maybe that can be in the next book ;)


I enjoyed the writing style and I love college, sports romances. It was nice to have a slight age gap, it added a bit of reality into the book and I really did feel like both characters were genuine people I could meet on the street, well maybe not me since I’ll be at home reading and don’t talk to strangers but you get my drift. I can’t wait to see where this series is going to go.




Disaster
Dakota Issacs
(Love in the Apple, #3)
Publication date: March 2nd 2020
Genres: Adult, Comedy, Contemporary, Romance

There are bad haircuts, and then there’s the bright orange mullet that sits atop Audra Harrison’s head:

Outright Disaster

A chastity belt you can wear on your head.

All Audra wants is for the Salon Apprentice to try and fix it. When she refuses Audra has no choice but to write a review warning other New Yorkers away from this over hyped salon.
When the salon manages to pull down the review, Audra declares war.
It becomes her mission to post pictures of her bad hair on every photo share app she can find.
Then her enemy comes for her. Hamish Stuart: the hair whisperer himself. Over six feet of beautifully muscled Scotsman that’s used to having supermodels and A list Actresses fall at his feet.
Now that he’s met her he wants more than apologies. He wants her heart.


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Hamish:
“I thought you deserved a little reward.  You’ve had a rough couple of days.  While you were sitting in my chair, I thought of some stress relief strategies we might try.  This is what’s going to happen. You’re going to put your hands on the glass and steady yourself.  Then you’re going to spread your legs and try to keep quiet.  It’s one-way glass but the room isn’t soundproofed.”
“What are you….?”  Her voice is a strangled whisper.  She barely manages to push the words out.
“Simple. I’m gonna see how many times I can make you come in a half an hour lass.  If that doesn’t sound appealing, you can always go sit back down in that chair.  Otherwise spread your legs, put your hands on that glass, and try to stay quiet.”
“Is this some game you play with every woman who comes up to this room?”
I step in front of her so she can see my eyes.
“Never played this game with anyone but you lass. I don’t mix business, and pleasure. I’ve worked too hard to build all of this.  I’m calling in the girlfriend exemption to my rule.”
“Girlfriend? I think you may be out of your mind.”
“Times a wasting.”
She shakes her head like she’s trying to clear it but then she turns around and puts her hands on the glass.
“Well done.” I stand behind her and slide both my hands under the robe till I reach her luscious ass. I give both cheeks a good squeeze and then start to massage it. I move my hands firmly up her ribcage, whispering compliments as I go.
How luscious her ass is, how perfect.  How she’s so tiny yet curved in all the right places.  How later when I can get her naked and take my time, my mouth will learn every inch of her skin.
While I’m talking, I’m running my hands over her body.  She makes a sweet cry.  I slide my hands under her shirt, and free her tits from the bra.  They fit perfectly in my hands.  I run my thumbs over her nipples. I lean down and sink my teeth into her neck.  Give her a little love bite to increase the pleasure.
“Oh God, Oh God….”
“No, no, not God lass, Hamish and you’ve got to be quiet.  Remember?  I’ve barely touched you.  What’s going to happen when I touch that beautiful cunt of yours, and stroke your clit? We’ve barely started.” This makes her cry out in earnest. My girl is responsive all right.  The slightest touch makes her quiver.
I can’t wait any longer.  I untie her robe, then I grip her yoga pants in each hand and firmly pull them down.  She moans and I pull her panties down as well.
“Imagine if anyone knew what we were up to.  You’re such a dirty girl, Audra.  That lovely pussy on display.  They have no idea you’re standing there watching them as you get finger fucked.”

Audra:
He’s crazy.  Girlfriend.  He’s known me what maybe four hours?  Hell, if he’s crazy than what am I?  Pressed up against the glass half naked, getting more pleasure from this stranger’s hands than I’ve ever gotten in my life.  It’s so wrong watching those people downstairs go about their day while they have no idea what we’re doing.  I know it’s wrong, yet this is the most intense experience I’ve had in my life.
“Oh my God,” his hand has slid down my leg and now he’s cupping my pussy.
“Shh… you’re dripping lass, completely soaked for me.”
I am and his dirty words only make me wetter.  No one has ever talked to me like this and I love it.
One of his hands is kneading my ass and the other is doing the most wonderful things to my clit.  I can barely catch my breath.  I don’t just feel him on my clit.  I feel him everywhere.  Every particle of my body is aching and alive.
His hand leaves my ass and moves up to my pussy.  He slips one of his big fingers inside of me and starts a slow assault, all the time rubbing my clit with the same steady circles.  It’s too much.  I come so hard my knee’s buckle.  His strong arm catches me around the waist holding me up.
“Steady.  Your time’s not up yet.”
He keeps an arm around my waist while his other hand wanders lower.  This time I come so hard I see stars.  He doesn’t relent.  His fingers work me through the orgasm and push me higher and higher till I come screaming with Hamish’s hand planted firmly over my mouth.
“I can see right now we are going to have to work on your stamina, lass.”



Author Bio

I’m Dakota Issacs. I live in Manhattan with my husband where I drink too much coffee and read too many books. I love all sorts of romance from Historical to Contemporary. I write Contemporary Romances that are sweet with heat. You’ll always find a happy ending with no cliffhangers. If you want to talk books drop me a note at dakotaissacs@gmail.com. I would love to hear from you.


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I am in this weird semi book slump at the moment. I am spending more time searching for my next book than actually reading. So I was pretty excited when I finally got excited about reading Boyfriend for Hire. Then I realized I didn't have it on my kindle so I checked out Amazon and saw it was $5. Then I talked myself out of buying it.

I have a habit of one clicking books then not being in the mood to read them. Proof of that is that I have over a thousand books on my kindle and since a few of them are previous Kendall Ryan titles I talked myself into reading one of them. And honestly I think that was a mistake.

Ava was a little too perfect. And Barrett was a little too focused on the wrong things. I did feel their chemistry and that was pretty much all I felt. They kept saying how they couldn't be together while being together. They literally put up zero fight. Even if I felt their reasons were stupid they kept throwing them out like confetti while still doing whatever they wanted. 

I probably would have enjoyed this if I read it at a different time but since I'm an idiot and it wasn't what I was in the mood to read it just didn't work out for me today. So now I'm going to suck it up and spend the $5 I should have done in the first place, if I don't get distracted along the way.




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Varsity Heartbreaker
Book 1 in The Varsity Series by Ginger Scott

Lucas Fuller is a lot of things.
He’s the boy next door.
He’s the first crush I ever had.
He was my first kiss.
He’s also the only person who has ever broken my heart.

For two years, I’ve wondered what happened to the us I used to know.
We were best friends, and then suddenly…we weren’t.
I tried to run away from it. I even changed schools just to make the hurt disappear.
But no matter how hard I tried to not think about Lucas, I just couldn’t stay away from the high school quarterback with perfect blue eyes and so many secrets.

I’m back. We’re seniors now. We’ve grown—all of us. And Lucas Fuller might be different, but I’m different too. This is my time to take risks, to experience life and to fall in love for real.

I want Lucas Fuller to be a part of my story, but I know for that to happen, I need to know the truth about our past.




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EXCERPT
There’s a camera crew on the field—a real one, not our student-run Internet show. They’ve positioned camera guys on either side of the banner being stretched out by a tower of cheerleaders. When the team trickles out, everyone in the student section—which has basically grown to be two-thirds of the stands—gets on their feet to scream. Abby is standing in front of me and she turns, catches me not doing my part, and points in that threatening way she has.

“Fine,” I mouth, cupping my hands around my lips and shouting, “Go Eagles!” as loud as I can. The sheer volume of my own voice, the togetherness of this moment, all of it—it infects me. My smile quits being pretend, and I get caught up in my role. I have a part to play, albeit probably not as important as everyone thinks, but for the next three hours, I will be a superfan. For the next three hours, nothing matters more than winning this game and destroying some school from South Bend.

The young men on the field shout in unison, growling with testosterone and pounding into each other, smacking helmets to helmets and gripping at facemasks to amp up their game faces. They explode through the banner, confetti covering the corner of the field as it’s fired from a few cannons held by some of our cheerleaders. Lucas is the first to break through, holding an American flag as he sprints straight down the center of the field, his co-captains running behind him with two Eagles flags.

My All-American boy.
He was so much younger the last time I saw him run like this. He was a leader that seemed too small to lead, but now—now he’s the guy with the V that cuts down his abs and whose arms completely fill out the sleeves of his jersey; whose neck doesn’t seem so pencil-thin anymore. His sweaty hair is swept to either side, and the black lines swiped under his eyes somehow make him seem like this superhero.

A hero who abandoned me when he got popular and when my life fell to shit, I remind myself.

The team captains are met by one of the coaches at the fifty-yard line. He takes their flags to fold them while the boys huddle up to pray. It’s such a blatant disregard for the separation of church and state, yet it seems nothing could be more important than this bonding happening in front of us all. More than the quiet power of the moment, though, is that Lucas is the one leading the prayer. Arms over shoulders, circles standing within circles, these boys who I’ve seen do the most unchristian-like things give respect to his words. I wish I could hear him or be close enough to read his lips. Some of the boys look up to the sky, a few of them holding their helmets high while their heads lower. Lucas’s eyes are closed, and there’s an innocence in his features, that much I can see from here. They all start clapping and an echoing “Amen” accompanies their formation of a tighter circle until the clapping becomes thunder and soon . . . fuel.

Lucas is the last to walk away from this private spot on the field. His head down, I recognize the familiar invisible weight on his shoulders. Even as kids, he always felt so damn responsible for everything and everyone. Especially for me. He rode his bike through rain to sneak me my favorite candy bar when my parents were fighting downstairs. And he insisted we fall asleep still on our phone call to each other if I felt scared or off. He sensed things when I didn’t share. He took burdens from me, whether I wanted him to or not, and shouldered them until he was sure my smile was real again.

I miss him. I miss him so fucking much.
I press my palms into my eyes while my friends aren’t looking, and manage to stop myself from feeling all of this somewhere so public. In less than a minute, the game takes over and distracts me from anything other than the anticipation and hope that brews in my belly every time Lucas throws the ball. He’s gotten better. I understand why his opportunity window is so big. There’s an easiness to the way he moves, and it’s more than instinct. He has plenty of that, though, after throwing the ball down our street to his dad every night—a million which ways and for hours on end. They haven’t thrown since freshman year, but that’s probably because Lucas has outgrown what his dad can give him.


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Ginger Scott is an Amazon-bestselling and Goodreads Choice Award-nominated author of several young and new adult romances, including Waiting on the Sidelines, Going Long, Blindness, How We Deal With Gravity, This Is Falling, You and Everything After, The Girl I Was Before, Wild Reckless, Wicked Restless, In Your Dreams, The Hard Count, Hold My Breath, and A Boy Like You.

A sucker for a good romance, Ginger’s other passion is sports, and she often blends the two in her stories. (She’s also a sucker for a hot quarterback, catcher, pitcher, point guard…the list goes on.) Ginger has been writing and editing for newspapers, magazines and blogs for more than 15 years. She has told the stories of Olympians, politicians, actors, scientists, cowboys, criminals and towns. For more on her and her work, visit her website at http://www.littlemisswrite.com.

When she's not writing, the odds are high that she's somewhere near a baseball diamond, either watching her son field pop flies like Bryce Harper or cheering on her favorite baseball team, the Arizona Diamondbacks. Ginger lives in Arizona and is married to her college sweetheart whom she met at ASU (fork 'em, Devils).

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