Game On by Collette West
Publication Date: October 17, 2014
SynopsisPitching phenom Bruce "Jilly" Gillette has a hard time talking to women. His hulking presence of tattoos and muscles is what makes him an intimidating closer on the mound, yet off the field, he's painfully shy, uncomfortable in his own skin. Desperate to revamp his loner image, the New York Kings hold a dream date contest, granting the lucky winner a night on the town with their surly reliever, doing whatever it takes to force Jilly out of his comfort zone. Hailey Halpert enters the contest on a whim, looking for answers as to why her high school relationship with Jilly hit the skids. Now she’s a popular romance author writing under a pen name, and her reappearance in Jilly's life is no accident. It turns out that her novels are all about the sexy players on the Kings, and Jilly has no clue that he's about to become her new leading man. <
"Practice makes perfect. Isn't that what all you athletes say?" She gives me a saucy wink, and I know then that everything's going to be okay.
"Yeah, but I think I’m gonna need you to help me work on my stamina." I give her what I hope is a sexy look.
She chuckles, blushing a little.
"I wanna learn every noise you make when I touch the places on your body that get you going. I wanna memorize the look I put on your face when you throw back your head, begging me with your last breath not to stop what I’m doing to you," I reply, watching her face turn a highly arousing shade of pink.
She pouts, her lips full and plump. “Do you know that I spent three hours picking out my underwear for you?"
"Really?” I ask, laughing.
"Too much?" She crinkles her brow at me, and it’s so fuckin’ adorable.
"Hailey…I’m very appreciative." I kiss the tip of her nose, getting her to smile back at me.
"I didn't know if…" she trails off.
"You never have to do anything more for me." I reach down and stroke her face.
"I just wanna measure up." She holds on to my shoulders, resting her forehead against my chest.
"Hey…" I say gently, meeting her eyes as she gazes up at me. “I don’t want anyone…but you.”
She swallows hard, her smile returning to her face, as she grabs my bicep. I feel the heat of her gaze. Maybe I do want to see that naughty side of her after all.