✍🏻 Six FREE holiday romances from some of my favorite authors: Vi Keeland & Penelope Ward, Jewel E. Ann, Sarina Bowen, Katee Robert, Melanie Harlow, and Pippa Grant. Is there anything better than this? Grab it FAST, though. It WILL go away! ✍🏻

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Six FREE standalone holiday short stories!

Get Sleighed by Vi Keeland & Penelope Ward

When my ex dumped me right before Christmas, I was left with a luxury, all-expense paid trip for two to Cabo—private jet and all. Somehow, my best friend roped me into giving away the other half of the trip as a contest prize on her podcast.  Kelly won the “World’s Worst Dump Story.” She and I didn’t meet until we arrived at the airport, which was when I discovered she was actually a he. Apparently we’d forgotten to include open to women only in the rules. My trip to Cabo started as a disaster, but as time went on Kelly and I grew close. Until someone unexpectedly showed up…

Christmas in Birdville by Jewel E. Ann

Henry Bechtel’s mom is coming home for Christmas. Only, he lost the family house in a game of poker. Days before his mom’s arrival, he meets the new owner and seizes the opportunity to coerce her into letting him move back “home” for the holidays. What he doesn’t know is that she has questionable motives, too.

The Lucky One by Sarina Bowen

Finnish hockey player Ivo Halla is new in town. He can’t speak the language, he can’t understand the coach. Life is hell until he walks into an Italian cafe (thank God “pizza” is the same in Finnish and English) and falls for the waitress. He’d better learn the language soon, or she won’t agree to date him… 

First Holiday by Katee Robert

After a year of turmoil, Hades and Persephone prepare for their first holiday together.

A Cloverleigh Farms Christmas by Melanie Harlow

Christmas Eve at Cloverleigh Farms is even more exciting this year, thanks to a blizzard, a power outage, and a baby that wants to make a dramatic entrance. Catch up with the beloved Sawyer family and find out what happens when Meg and Noah’s bundle of joy gives the family a wonderful–and sudden–reason to celebrate!

Have Yourself a Grumpy Little Christmas by Pippa Grant

Trevor Stafford hates Christmas. But his best friend’s little sister, whom he stupidly agreed to take in as a temporary roommate when she got a new nannying gig down the street from him, loves it.

She’s turning his house into a freaking winter wonderland of bad memories.

But the bigger problem?

He’s had a crush on her for years, and there’s no amount of annoying holiday cheer that can cure him of his attraction. If anything, watching her in her natural element is making it worse.

What’s a grump to do when the last thing he ever wanted is suddenly the only thing he needs?

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✍🏻 Mix a little bit of sweet with your sensual, and you’ve got Jolie Vines’s next story in her Dark Island Scots series, Scar. I think Camden is my favorite character to date. ✍🏻

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Camden and Breeze light up the pages of Scar.

A scar tore his face. Mine would carve his heart.

I’d do anything to save my missing sister, even sell my body to the highest bidder.

Until he steals me from my buyer’s mansion.

Camden rescued me, but he won’t let me walk away. Especially when I discover he’s my buyer’s son.

And the strange thing? I can’t even be angry at the sweet, gentle, scarred Scotsman for the terrible thing he did.

Chasing after me will hurt him. And loving him will only leave me with scars.

Scar is the third episode in the wildly popular Dark Island Scots series. As with the previous brothers’ stories, this is darkly delicious and may raise eyebrows. Check the note inside the book for warnings. Remember Camden is a tattoo artist?

Just wait and see where he lays down his…skills.

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✍🏻 Adriana Locke’s The Sweet Spot is coming NEXT WEEK! Cole and Palmer are absolutely adorable! ✍🏻

THE SWEET SPOT by Adriana Locke

Release Date:

11/29/2022

Genre/Tropes:

Single Mom, Baseball Pro, Small Town Romance

Narrators:

Stella Hunter and Teddy Hamilton

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EXCERPT

I’m lifting my glass to take another sip of sugar when a shoulder brushes against mine. I’m two seconds from turning and giving someone a warning . . . but stop.

My body stills as a set of large, calloused hands presses against the laminate countertop next to me.

Thick, muscled wrists attach to forearms the size of my biceps. The space around me is impregnated with a very heady, very masculine vibe.

A bubble of curiosity blooms in my stomach. The intrigue grows as a rich, balmy scent licks at my senses. It’s the kind of cologne I love—the type that makes the person smelling it feel better, more confident, more attractive by proxy.

That is not a harbinger of good things, though. I know from experience.

I ignore the warning bells dinging in my head like the seasoned expert I am and twist to the side . . . and nearly fall off my stool.

Holy. Man. Candy.

His hair—thick and wild, lying to the side in an errant wave—is the color of tobacco. It’s a stark juxtaposition to the chips of sapphire sparkling in his eyes. A sharp jaw is dusted with more than a day’s worth of stubble, finishing the glorious package with a sinful edge.

“Hey,” he says, his voice smooth and inviting.

“I’m sorry,” I say, finding my voice. “Do I know you?”

He grins. “Not yet.”

Blurb:

She wants forever. He plays it day by day. They’re both wishing for the best in USA Today bestselling author Adriana Locke’s charming and sexy hopefully-ever-after romance.

Single mom Palmer Clark will not be sidelined by the new man in town. Sure, the honey-tongued baseball legend is gorgeous, loves puppies, and has charmed his way into the community’s heart, but Palmer craves stability. Nothing about Cole says forever. So why is he so hard to resist?

Cole is swinging through town to visit his parents when he meets the kind of down-to-earth distraction he’s been looking for since retiring from the majors. True, his long-term relationship score is zero. But even though raising his average with Palmer seems impossible, it’s worth a shot.

As promising as the summer nights are, fate turns small-town dreams upside down, and some lessons are learned the hard way. But having faith in love and choosing hope over fear might get Palmer and Cole to the sweet spot they’re looking for.

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USA Today and Washington Post bestselling author Adriana Locke lives and breathes books. After years of slightly obsessive relationships with the flawed bad boys created by other authors, Adriana has created her own.

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✍🏻 Professor Romance’s 4.5 ⭐️ Review: L.B. Dunbar’s Scrooge-ish ✍🏻

Overall Grade: 4.5 ⭐️

Tropes: second chance romance; single dad hero; Christmas story

Call me Scrooge. I’m not the biggest fan…rather, I’m not really a fan of Christmas stories. It’s part “been there done that” part “I’ve seen it on Hallmark already”. However, when one of your favorite over 40 authors writes a Christmas romance, one entitled Scrooge-ish, you read it. At least I did. And it was a lovely read. It combines second-chance romance with a single dad and a heroine who detests Christmas because she experiences a loss at that time of year at the age of 10. L.B. Dunbar connects her readers to Eva and Zebb through her journey to stop living in the past. It’s a gift of enduring love, spicy scenes (who gets edged at a high school football game), and forgiveness. I could say it’s cheesy, but Dunbar is careful to dole that out in small doses. Instead, she reminds her readers that we can and should choose to live in the present while letting go of the pain of our pasts. The characters are loveable, the story is engaging, and the happy ending will make you smile. Scrooge-ish will win over the heart of any Christmas-hating reader.

In love and romance,


Professor A

✍🏻 Professor Romance’s 4 ⭐️ Review: Allie Winters’s A Forest Between Us ✍🏻

Overall Grade: ⭐️ ⭐️ ⭐️ ⭐️

Tropes: second chance romance; forced proximity; Vegas wedding; small town romance; found family

A Forest Between Us is the third book I’ve read by author Allie Winters. Winters has an easy way of storytelling, and she engages her reader quickly in her stories. Her newest story follows Harper and Owen, a couple who spend a night together in Vegas and marry each other. The story begins 5 years later when Harper realizes that the marriages in Vegas are actually real. She finds Owen and travels to ask him for an annulment. Due to many incidents, she spends several days with him…in his home…by themselves. What happens…well, what happens in Oregon stays in Oregon. 

Let me start with the aspects of A Forest Between Us that I struggled with:

  1. I’m not a fan of insta-love. It moves too fast for this reader. I would have liked for the beginning of this story to spend more time developing their backstory, but eventually, Winters finds the groove for this couple. In the middle to the latter part of the book, I was invested in Harper and Owen.
  2. Harper is intelligent. Really, she is. However, the believability of her thinking Vegas weddings don’t count was low. Maybe it’s because I live in California, a state that borders Vegas. I’m not sure, but I had a hard time believing that Harper would have that understanding.

Now, as to what I loved about this story:

  1. Other than Owen’s insta-love, he is the pinnacle of this story, the reason you should read it. Honestly, he’s a little beta here. When he and Harper finally hit the bedroom, he likes himself a bossy woman. But it’s the way he adores and cherishes her that makes him a swoony romantic hero. His ability to ford streams, carry the woman through the forest, cut wood, and sundry other physical tasks also make him every romance reader’s dream.
  1. The world that Allie Winters is building here is an interesting one. I’m invested in the other characters of the story, namely Owen’s siblings. I want to read more from Winters in this world because there is something idyllic here, but there are real-life problems. The world of A Forest Between Us is one I want to spend more time in. 
  1. The found family trope is probably one of my favorite tropes as it reminds us that we are not alone. If we have horrible blood relations, we can construct a family of friends who meet our emotional needs. Winters shows us the power of this through Harper’s friendships with her best friends and with her inclusion into Owen’s family. In both groups, Harper receives the love she didn’t feel growing up, and it’s a promise to us all that we can find people to love us. 

Allie Winters’s A Forest Between Us was a cute read at a time when I needed something a little sweet, a little spicy, and a little small-town. Don’t miss this one. I think you’ll find yourself smiling wide for Harper and Owen’s journey.

In love and romance,

Professor A

✍🏻 Professor Romance’s 5 ⭐️ Review: Melanie Harlow’s Tempt, a Cloverleigh Farms romance ✍🏻

Overall Grade: ⭐️ ⭐️ ⭐️ ⭐️ ⭐️

“You’re my north, south, east, and west, Millie Rose. You ground me, you guide me, you inspire me..”

With Cloverleigh Farms Next Generation, it began with Winnie and Dex, next-door neighbors, grumpy-sunshine single dad romance in Ignite. Then, Melanie Harlow treated us to Ellie and Gianni in Taste, a surprise pregnancy, forced proximity, adversaries-to-lovers style romance. After that, friends to lovers, fake relationship was our catnip in Hutton and Felicity’s Tease. And now, Harlow has treated us to the piece de resistance of the newer books of her wildly successful Cloverleigh Farms crew, Tempt

From the beginning of this story, I was bought and sold on Zach and Millie. By my estimation, this is one of a few steamy stories in Harlow’s brigade of small-town heroes and heroines. Zach and Millie are delectable, as they struggle to find their happy ending in the face of an age-gap, Zach’s son as Mille’s ex, and living across the nation from each other. Honestly, through much of it, it seems hopeless for these two, mostly the proximity and the reconciliation of Zach and his son, Mason. But, have no doubt, Melanie Harlow juggles these issues well, while offering up a huge helping of spice. By the end of this book, my heart was so full of the journey that Zach and Millie took to find their happy ending. Tempt is my favorite Melanie Harlow story this year, and it is my favorite of the newest of her series. 

What did Harlow do well with Tempt?

For one, she juggled the difficulty of Zach’s reconciliation with his son, Mason, Millie’s ex. She crafted Mason and Millie in such a way that you don’t have any need for their reconciliation. Instead, she creates a barrier between Zach and Mason from the beginning that makes it difficult for the reader to believe Millie and Zach will find their happily ever after. It’s this plot tactic that keeps her readers engaged. Thankfully, at just the right moment, Harlow makes her story “right” between these two men, creating a way for her main characters to come together. 

Secondly, Harlow utilizes spice to bridge the gap between Zach and Millie’s ages and their proximity to each other. It reminded me a bit of one of my favorite movies, Same Time Next Year, as they meet up to reconnect and grow their relationship. Again, it’s secretive, so it lends a bit of suspense to Harlow’s story, captivating her readers.

Thirdly, Zach’s journey is complex. Millie is much like her sisters, amenable to most people. You can’t help but adore the McAllister sisters. Their relationship as sisters also adds a layer of adoration to their characterizations. But Zach is the grit and darkness of Tempt. He’s made choices that act as roadblocks to any potential relationship with Millie. This too adds to the drama of Harlow’s book, creating the angst that draws her readers through the story. When he finally has his epiphany about how he wants to live his life, that’s where the magic of Melanie Harlow’s writing shines. The last couple of chapters of the book along with her bonus epilogue reminds me of the moment when you eat a tart candy that makes your mouth ache. The same happens to her readers as they finish Tempt because they smile so big at the beauty of Zach and Millie’s ending.

In a nutshell, it was a pleasure to read Melanie Harlow’s Tempt. Once I started to read it, I couldn’t put it down, wanting to know that Millie would finally find a man who loves everything about her. Tempt is the read you want for your quiet days during this Thanksgiving holiday.

In love and romance,

Professor A

✍🏻 Melanie Harlow’s Tempt is DELICIOUS. I love the McAllister ladies, but Tempt with Millie and Zach is my FAVORITE story in this series. Hands down. ✍🏻

You’ve heard the story about the wedding planner who falls for the groom?
Well, this is the one where she falls for his father.
And that groom? He’s my ex.

TEMPT, an all-new scorching hot age gap, forbidden, small town romance, featuring a plus-sized heroine and her ex’s irresistible dad from USA Today bestselling author Melanie Harlow, is now available!

I didn’t realize who the gruff, gorgeous older man was the night he rescued me from a creep in a Manhattan hotel bar. All I knew was that a hot, bearded stranger with a protective streak showed up right when I needed a reminder that real gentlemen still exist.

(Although he left his manners behind after asking me up to his room.)

It was the hottest night of my life, but I never thought I’d see the former Navy SEAL again.

Imagine my surprise at the rehearsal dinner one week later, when my sexy one-night stand is introduced as the father of the groom. Even more surprising? That temptation we felt in New York was no fluke.

In public, we pretend there’s nothing between us.

In private, we can’t keep our hands off each other.

The situation is beyond complicated. Zach never even knew he’d fathered a child until recently, and he wants to earn his son’s trust and respect. As for me, I’m looking for a man who wants to start a family, and Zach has made it clear he’s not that man. He’s fifteen years older, newly divorced, and he lives across the country.

But no matter how many times we draw the line, we keep crossing it.

Nothing so wrong should ever feel so right.

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USA Today bestselling author Melanie Harlow likes her martinis dry, her heels high, and her history with the naughty bits left in. When she’s not writing or reading, she gets her kicks from TV series like Ted, Lasso, Schitt’s Creek, and Fleabag. She occasionally runs three miles, but only so she can have more gin and steak.

Melanie is the author of the BELLAMY CREEK series, the CLOVERLEIGH FARMS series, the ONE & ONLY series, AFTER WE FALL series, the HAPPY CRAZY LOVE series, and the FRENCHED series. She lifts her glass to romance readers and writers from her home near Detroit, MI, where she lives with her husband, two daughters, and pet rabbit.

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✍🏻 If you haven’t yet grabbed Kennedy Ryan’s Before I Let Go, please download it NOW. Don’t miss this beautiful story. ✍🏻

“Before I Let Go is a masterpiece… A beautifully honest portrayal of love in its many forms, and the most raw, poignant, and romantic journey of healing I’ve read in a long time.”—Ali Hazelwood, New York Times bestselling author

Before I Let Go, an all-new sensual and poignant second chance romance from USA Today bestselling author Kennedy Ryan, is out now!

Read my more than 5 ⭐️ review for one of my top reads of 2022 HERE.

Their love was supposed to last forever. But when life delivered blow after devastating blow, Yasmen and Josiah Wade found that love alone couldn’t solve or save everything.

It couldn’t save their marriage.

Yasmen wasn’t prepared for how her life fell apart, but she’s is finally starting to find joy again. She and Josiah have found a new rhythm, co-parenting their two kids and running a thriving business together. Yet like magnets, they’re always drawn back to each other, and now they’re beginning to wonder if they’re truly ready to let go of everything they once had.

Soon, one stolen kiss leads to another…and then more. It’s hot. It’s illicit. It’s all good—until old wounds reopen. Is it too late for them to find forever? Or could they even be better, the second time around?

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Keep reading for a look inside Before I Let Go!

I knock and wait for Josiah’s deep baritone telling me to enter. He sits behind his desk, eyes trained on the laptop in front of him. He doesn’t look up, but keeps typing. The silence persists, stretches to awkwardness, so I drop into one of the armchairs in the center of the room along with a sofa and coffee table, and set my purse on the floor.

“Harvey’s on his way,” he says, still not looking away from the screen. “His last meeting ran a few minutes over, but he’ll be here soon.”

“Oh. Sure. Great.”

I run damp palms over my legs, the jeans smooth and cool beneath my hands. Fidgety and looking for something to do, I tighten my topknot. I got box braids last weekend because I was tired of messing with my hair. This morning they’re studded with a few gold cuffs scattered throughout the strands. All in all, I feel pretty. And confident, and I won’t be shook by the pissy mood Josiah seems to have saved just for me. Finally, he closes the laptop and walks over to the sitting area. I study my nails, taking my turn to ignore him.

“I like the braids.”

Surprised, I glance up to find him sitting on the arm of the leather sofa across from me. I didn’t expect him to say anything personal. Definitely not about my appearance. When I meet his eyes, they’re cool like they’ve been for weeks, and his face remains unreadable.

“Thanks.” I scour my mind for something else to say. Gone are the days when I couldn’t get the words out to him fast enough. We’d watch couples eating dinner in absolute silence and promise each other that would never be us.

“Um, did you see Deja’s report card?” I ask.

“Yeah.” He frowns. “I can’t believe she got a C in English.”

“It used to be her best subject. It’s not just the grade itself, but I worry she’s spending too much time on social media.”

“I think she’ll find the balance without us having to come down hard. Your relationship with her is already strained enough and—”

“Strained?” I ask, my voice dropping to a quiet warning.

“You’ve said that yourself, Yas.” He crosses his stupid muscular arms

across his stupid broad chest. “Let’s not fight over how we need to handle things with Day. Have you given any more thought to Kassim playing football?”

“You mean since I said never when you asked last time? No. Besides, he has soccer.”

“He really wants to play football too.”

“A kid can really want a lot of things that aren’t good for him, like literally ramming his brain into a brick wall over and over again and risking his life, his mind, for what? A game? With all that’s come out about CTE, I just don’t think it’s worth the risk. Lots of parents aren’t doing football anymore.”

“Don’t you think you’re being a little dramatic? I played football. Preach played. Theo’s playing.”

“I love Preach, but him letting Theo play doesn’t mean a damn thing to me. What he and Liz decide for their kids has no bearing on what we decide for ours. Kassim has barely mentioned football to me.”

“He hasn’t mentioned it,” he returns with obvious stretched patience, “because he loves you and he doesn’t want to displease you, but he asks me almost daily.”

“Of course, because you’re the cool parent.”

“Well, I’m not the one who says no to everything because I’m too scared or too uptight to allow my kids some freedom to make their own decisions.”

“How dare you!”

I surge to my feet, unable to stay seated one more second. I need to move, let this anger circulate, or it will clog in my veins. My steps eat up the space separating us, and before I know it, I’m right in front of him, standing in the vee of his powerful legs. The air sizzles with a lightning strike, sudden and hot and dangerous. Unpredictable. I should take shelter, but I don’t step back. His expression remains inscrutable, the stark beauty of his face unaffected, but his breathing deepens. In response, my breasts rise and fall with the struggle to draw breath as the air between us thickens. This close, his presence overwhelms me and my deprived senses devour him. The way his cologne mingles with his unique male scent. The hardness of his jaw at war with the sensual curve of his mouth. The heat his big body radiates, even at rest, surrounds me.

I lick suddenly dry lips, and he tracks the movement with narrowed eyes. I feel hunted by that look, like I stepped into a trap laid by my own body, devised by my own mind. Something I thought we’d buried long ago rises, encircles us, breathing new life into a connection I thought was dead. I’ve known for months that I’m still attracted to Josiah, but right now, with his eyes darkening and his jaw flexing and his hands curling into fists, I can’t help but wonder . . .

Is he still attracted to me too?

About Kennedy Ryan

A RITA® and Audie® Award winner, USA Today bestselling author Kennedy Ryan writes for women from all walks of life, empowering them and placing them firmly at the center of each story and in charge of their own destinies. Her heroes respect, cherish, and lose their minds for the women who capture their hearts. Kennedy and her writings have been featured in Chicken Soup for the Soul, USA Today, Entertainment Weekly, Glamour, Cosmopolitan, TIME, O magazine, and many others. She is a wife to her lifetime lover and mother to an extraordinary son.

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✍🏻 Professor Romance’s 4.5 ⭐️ Review: Stacy Travis’s He’s A Player ✍🏻

Overall Grade: 4.5 ⭐️

Stacy Travis’s He’s A Player is a cornucopia of delicious tropes: second chance romance, adversaries-to-friends, fake relationship, complex parental relationships that inform the characters’ sense of self, opposites attract, and sports romance. It follows the handsome, playboyish Tim, one of the stars of Travis’s San Francisco Strikers – a professional soccer team, and Jordan, the newest team doctor. Tim and Jordan have a past. In high school, Tim, as an international student, lived with Jordan’s family. When she eventually propositions Tim to take her virginity, he denies her request and leaves her family’s home shortly after. After this humiliation and being confronted with Tim’s presence on the Strikers, she’s intent on remaining professional. However, at their reunion, she finds herself in an embarrassing situation. In the wake of that, Tim and Jordan try to deny their attraction to each other, but Tim is dealing with physical issues and needs Jordan to protect his position on the team, and Jordan needs Tim’s help with team management. Their solution becomes a fake relationship and eventual engagement. However, the past is never far as a reminder of Jordan’s humiliation. Are Tim and Jordan fated for a happy ending?

I am absolutely enjoying Stacy Travis’s newest series, the San Francisco Strikers. I’m a big fan of sports romance, and Travis balances sports with character development and romance well. To date, He’s A Player is one of my favorite stories from her after Isla’s story in her Berkley Hills series. Traversing the many tropes of this book, you never lose sight of Tim and Jordan’s journey, and Travis balances her book well. If I have any suggestions, it would relate to the ending. It felt rushed, but I may be the only reader who wanted more after Tim’s recognition he can be everything Jordan needs. However, that aside, I’m ready for more stories in Stacy Travis’s newest story world.

In love and romance,


Professor A

✍🏻 Love yourself a sports romance with a second chance trope? Grab Stacy Travis’s He’s A Player for your weekend reading. ✍🏻

The last time I saw Tim Cheltenham, he was an eighteen-year-old soccer hottie with an irresistible English accent, a painfully gorgeous face, and an enormous . . . ego.

He’s A Player, a spicy fake engagement standalone sports romance from Stacy Travis, is out now!

To the world, he’s a sexy soccer superstar.
To me, he’s the arrogant jerk who broke my teenage heart–and my new fake fiancé.

The last time I saw Tim Cheltenham, he was an eighteen-year-old soccer hottie with an irresistible English accent, a painfully gorgeous face, and an enormous . . . ego.

Fifteen years later, with a medical degree under my belt and a new dream job with The Strikers soccer team—his team—I’m not about to let Tim’s bad attitude and grumpy scowl ruin it for me.

But when my chauvinistic boss implies that he doesn’t trust single women to stay on the job long-term, I panic and tell him I’m engaged. And to my surprise, it’s Tim who comes to my rescue, offering to play my fake fiancé if I’ll do him a favor–cover up the truth about his injury.

The lie could derail both our careers, and I’ve got no desire to spend more time than necessary in Tim’s surly presence. And falling for him again? Ha! That’s never going to happen.

So with my job on the line, I say yes. Now, the more time I spend with Tim, the more I sense a softer side beneath those chiseled muscles and broody exterior. But the more I understand him, the harder it is to pretend that we’re just for show.

And when a rival player threatens to expose our secret, I’m terrified I’ll lose everything.

They say you have to fake it to make it. But what happens when love is the goal?

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“Hello.” The voice is accented. Gruff. Deep.

Even amid the din, I recognize the voice as huskier than Charlie’s. My stomach drops to my feet, and I fight back a surge of adrenaline mixed with nausea.

I turn, and I’m met by broad shoulders under a tight black Henley with the Strikers logo on the front. Even in heels, I have to look up to see Tim Cheltenham’s face.

It’s gorgeous. Undeniably gorgeous—angular jaw, olive-colored eyes under criminally long lashes, lips that inspire fantasies among virgins. And everyone else.

Except right now, those beautiful eyes are squinting in confusion, and his luscious lips are pressed into a line. The only thing harder than this man’s muscles is the intensity of his stare, and his muscles could tear holes in his shirt.

My eyes go rogue, taking a slow tour of his frame, starting with his ripped, low-slung jeans and those sculpted soccer player thighs, hugged tight by the denim fabric, which is probably having its own orgasm from the contact.

Lucky-duck jeans.

His shirt is tight enough that I can clearly see his six-pack abs, right below carved pecs that have me swallowing hard, so I don’t open my mouth and take a bite out of his bicep. It would be embarrassing but so worth it.

“Tim.” That’s all I can muster.

Bringing my glass to my lips, I feel a tremor in my hand, which I hope he doesn’t notice. Fifteen years since I’ve seen him in person. Same damn reaction.

I take a long sip. Then another.

Thank you, bartender. I’m drunk now.

Just looking at him brings back age-old hurt coupled with memories I’ve pushed down hard and tried to forget. Tried and failed.

Tim had burrowed in deep, affected me in ways I couldn’t fight and couldn’t fathom. I stopped thinking about him eventually out of pure self-preservation, but I never forgot about him.

Besides, it’s pretty hard to forget when his name and face are plastered all over the sports news, which I started looking at when I applied for jobs as a medical director. And for years before that, right about the time I met Tim. Coincidentally.

“What are you doing here?” His eyes flicker under the dark blond hair that falls across his forehead before he pushes it back with a large hand. His gaze bears down on me, and he jiggles the sudsy remains of a beer in a pint glass.

You’ve earned this. Own it. Just breathe in and out, in and out.

I choke halfway through my inhale. I sputter my exhale. I don’t own a damn thing.

“I work here. Or at least I will in a month.” I feel a tic in my cheek.

He stares at me like my words make no sense. Like I make no sense. “Doctor Jordan Page.”

“Yes?”

He shakes his head. “You went by Danny. Back then.”

“Nickname. Jor-dan. Dan-ny. No one calls me that anymore, except my mom on occasion, and even she mostly doesn’t because I’ve asked her not to. Of course, I think that makes her want to do it more. Or maybe old habits die hard.” I’m oversharing. Or under-explaining? Or rambling because he makes me nervous—that hasn’t changed at all.

But he still seems flummoxed. “Doctor Jordan Page. Fuck me for thinking it was a bloke,” he mutters, raking a hand through his hair. My eyes track the motion, fixated on how much better he looks in person than in recent photos. Pure masculine virility radiates from him.

And yet…

“Because you assume all doctors are men?” My sexism radar flares to life, my bottom lip jutting out with my retort.

“No, I—”

“Good. You shouldn’t.”

“You’re the team doctor?”

“Director of Sports Medicine. Yes. I’m—”

“Part of Charlie’s new brigade. Coming to fix what isn’t broken. Right. I know all about it. Don’t think much of the plan.” His accent makes him sound so much more polite than his sharky smirk suggests.

My confidence shrivels like a sunburned grape. I feel my attempted smile pull down into a glower.

Is that what all the players think?

I tell myself I don’t care what he thinks, that I’m a professional. But I do care. And I have worked hard to get this job. I should own it. I’m tethered to my resolve by a fraying thread.

As I try to kickstart the syrup in my brain to find a witty retort, I’m jostled from behind by someone big—big enough to send me off-balance in my stupid two-inch shoes.

I lurch forward toward Tim, who puts his hands on my shoulders to steady me, but not before his entire beer spills down the front of my blouse.

His eyes go to the spill, which makes my shirt virtually sheer. And now it’s sticking to my bra, which has demi-cups made of thin baby blue lace—a stupid gift from my mother, who hoped I’d wear it on a date. Instead, I wear it on laundry day when all my plain cotton bras are in the wash.

After a mortifying second or six, Tim wrenches his eyes upward and releases his grip on me. I close my eyes to blot out the image of him. Of everyone.

Tonight was supposed to be the beginning of my future, the culmination of everything I’ve worked to achieve. It was supposed to be proof to my mother and anyone else that I don’t need a boyfriend to be happy. I was supposed to drink and celebrate and meet the players who’d be grateful to have me on their team.

But apparently not. They’re not all grateful, starting with this one.

I must have stepped on a puppy in a past life.

Because karma’s acting like a little bitch.

About Stacy Travis

It’s a rough world out there, and we all sometimes need a good, romantic beach read, even if we can’t make it to the beach. I’ve spent many lazy days walking the streets of Paris and other gorgeous European cities, and if I’m doing it right, I’m bringing you a dash of romance and a vacay fantasy.

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