Play by Play #1
Mick is looking for a real woman, not one focused on knowing him because it will help her career. He meets Tara and is smitten with her. She is coordinating an event for his team. He waits for her after it is over. They talk and go to his room and spend the night together. In the morning when he wakes she is gone. He wants to know more about her. His manager finds the address for her business. He decides to pay a visit. He tells her he wants to see her again but she says she can't. He kisses her and leaves.
He gets her employees to set them up on a date. At first she was mad, but it went well. Mick made it clear he wants to date her. She told him she has a 14 year old son. He did not care. He wants to meet Nathan and date her. Will she?
They start dating. Mick thinks about love and forever after. Will Tara be that woman for him? She isn't looking for anything but now. I think that is part of her appeal. She is so different than the other women he dated. But not everyone is happy about them as a couple. Who is going to mess it up?
I loved this book. Mick and Tara are a sweet couple. I will be reading the next one.
From the author:
Football pro Mick Riley is an all-star, both on the field and in the bedroom. But a sexy, determinedly single mom just might be the one to throw him off his game...
For years Mick has been taking full advantage of the life available to a pro athlete: fame, fortune, and a different girl in every city. But when he meets and beds confident, beautiful event planner Tara Lincoln, he wants much more than the typical one-night stand. Too bad Tara's not interested in getting to know football's most notorious playboy any better.
As the single mother of a teenage son, the last thing Tara needs is the jet-set lifestyle of Mick Riley; even though their steamy and passionate one-night stand was unforgettable. Tara's life is complicated enough without being thrust into the spotlight as Mick's latest girl du jour. Tara played the game of love once and lost big, and she doesn't intend to put herself out there again, especially with a heartbreaker like Mick.
But when Mick sets his mind to win, nothing will stop him. And he has the perfect play in mind.
Sweat dripped down Mick Riley's face and arms. The field workout he'd just endured had kicked his ever lovin' ass. He leaned against the wall of the locker room, the cool brick and ice-cold water in his hands not helping at all to lower his temperature. He was hot, sweaty, and he'd been knocked on the ground so many times he'd probably eaten half the dirt on the field.
He was exhausted and not in the damn mood for a party tonight. What he'd really like to do is take a cold shower, go home, and order a pizza. Instead, he had to put on a tux, a smile, and hang out in a ballroom with the rest of his team, the San Francisco Sabers of the National Football League. There'd be photographers, television cameras, and probably a horde of women who wanted to hang on him.
Years ago that would have been the highlight of his night.
When had he gotten so tired of it all? Hell, when had he gotten old?
He stripped off his practice jersey and tossed it to the ground, pulled off his pads and breathed a sigh of relief, then grabbed a towel and wiped the sweat from his face. He unlaced his pants, drained the water from his jug, and went to the fountain to refill it.
That's when he heard the a voice outside the locker room. A woman's voice.
What was a woman doing down here? He popped the door open and saw a gorgeous blonde standing a few feet down the hall twirling around in circles, mumbling to herself. Man, she was a sight with her business skirt that skimmed her knees, her high heels showcasing her gorgeous legs, and her crisp white blouse and pulled-up hair. All prim and proper, and she made him think dirty thoughts about getting her crisp white shirt all mussed up.
"I should have taken a left. I know it was a left. You dummy, now you're going to be lost in this cavern forever, and you're going to get fired."
He leaned against the doorway as she stared down the long hall, tapped her high-heeled shoe, and mumbled some more.
"Where the hell is the office, anyway? It can't be in the friggin' basement of this place."
"No, it's not down here."
She whirled, seemingly embarrassed to be caught talking to herself. Her eyes widened for a fraction of a second, then she headed in his direction. "Oh. Thank God. A living human being. Can you help me? I'm so lost."
"Sure. You need the office?"
She stopped in front of him, and she smelled so damn good—like spring and cookies or something—that he was embarrassed, because he sure as hell didn't smell like anything appealing.
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Ebook, 324 pages
Published February 1st 2011 by Penguin Berkley Heat