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Love Between the Bases #2
Jennifer Bernard
Releasing Dec 29th, 2015
Avon Books
Love comes out of left field in the
second novel in USA Today bestselling author Jennifer Bernard's sexy
baseball-themed series...
Months
of alternately flirting and bickering with Kilby Catfish catcher Mike Solo just
turned into the hottest kiss of Donna MacIntyre's life—and that's a major
league complication. Any hint of scandal could keep her from getting her son
back from her well-connected ex. Then Mike comes up with a game-changing idea:
a marriage proposal that could help win her case—even as it jeopardizes her
heart.
Mike
hasn't been able to get the gorgeous, gutsy redhead out of his fantasies. The
least he can do is fix the mess he helped create. Yet their engagement is
quickly becoming about a lot more than doing the right thing. Because after
swearing he'd never risk love again, Mike has found a passion that puts all his
emotions in play, and a woman he'll go to bat for again and again.
Excerpt
Mike
looked around at the milling Roadhouse crowd. Denim jackets and cowboy boots,
short skirts and long legs, plenty of lip gloss and teased hair, glimpses of
cleavage, earrings dangling against bare skin, pretty girls flipping their
hair, laughing, teasing, sexy, cute …
And
not Donna.
He
drained his club soda. “Mañana,” he said to the other Catfish, who stared after
him with expressions of shock and betrayal. He never left the party early. Too bad. The Roadhouse without Donna was
like a game without a hit. A dinner without steak. A shower without water.
It
just wasn’t worth the bother.
He
strode out of the Roadhouse into the still-warm night. Up above, stars bedazzled
the blue-velvet sky. The Wade kid had it right. Play well, get out of town.
That was the plan. Definitely, for sure, forget
Donna.
Unless,
of course, she was standing right in front of him.
“Donna?”
He
blinked, but she didn’t disappear. On his way to the stadium for batting
practice, he’d stopped at the Dunkin’ Donuts for coffee and a cruller. Now his
coffee steamed, forgotten, in his left hand while he drank in the sight of
Donna MacIntyre. She stood next to a miniscule red Kia in the drive-through, a
little brown bag in one hand and a Big Gulp of coffee in the other.
She
looked … different.
“You
are Donna, right? Donna MacIntyre?”
She
rolled her eyes with a Lord-help-us expression that confirmed her identity.
“Solo. How’ve you been?”
“Great.
What are you wearing?” It looked horrible, whatever it was. Boxy, boring blue,
below the knee. Its only benefit was that it showed off her calves.
Unfortunately, they were covered in beige panty hose. “Did you just come from
Salvation Army band practice?”
“That’s
an extremely inappropriate comment.”
Yeah,
it was, but he was rattled. “Sorry. I’m a little traumatized. Are you on a
Mormon mission or something? What did you do to your hair?”
The
state of her hair made him want to cry. All the curls had been flat-ironed out
of it; he knew the process because his sisters used it on their curly black
mops. The color hadn’t changed, thank the saints, but she wore a headband that
hid most of the glorious red. A headband! And her hair was short too. She’d
chopped it to shoulder-length. All that wild, beautiful hair, sitting on a
salon floor somewhere.
“Wait,
let me guess. You’re on your way to an encyclopedia convention.”
Looking
extremely annoyed, she brushed past him. He caught the scent of fresh
woodlands. At least that hadn’t changed. As she peered into the Kia, he
followed her gaze and saw a sleeping kid strapped into a car seat in the back.
The window was halfway open, giving the child plenty of air. He had red hair
and his mouth lolled open.
“Is
that the Shark?”
For
the first time, she looked kindly at him. “You remember about the Shark?”
“Of
course. You’re a nanny for a Shark. Hard to forget that. Or the rest of it.” He
raised one eyebrow suggestively, but she ignored his double entendre. His
suspicion grew that something was wrong in Donna’s world. In the old days, she
never let a chance to flirt pass her by.
“I’m
not a nanny anymore,” she told him, circling around to the driver’s side. “I’m
a receptionist at a dentist’s office. You should come by sometime. We’re famous
for our root canals.”
Cradling
her coffee and paper bag against her chest, she put her key into the lock on
the driver’s side door. Damn. She was about to drive away, and he didn’t know
when he’d see her again.
“You
know, I could use a good teeth cleaning. They look kind of green up on the
Jumbotron. Where’s your office?”
“Oh.
Where? It’s, um, at the corner of Twelfth and Forget I Said Anything.”
“Ouch.
Now there’s the Donna I remember.”
She
fumbled with the lock. “Well, forget her.”
“I
tried that. It wasn’t any fun.”
She
glanced up at him, her eyes narrowed, and a zing
shot between them. For the first time since he’d gotten back to Kilby, Mike
felt completely happy with life. He bounded around the car and lifted her
coffee out of her way. “There, is that easier?”
“You
don’t have to help me. I’m fine. Don’t you have some balls to play with?”
“Ouch
again. I think our Donna’s back in business.” He squinted at her. “Are you
wearing a football pin? Now you’re just breaking my heart.”
“Welcome
to Texas,” she said, all sassy. “Where football is king, and baseball is the
nerdy neighbor boy your mom makes you play with.”
“Them’s
fighting words, Donna MacIntyre. You can’t just say something like that and not
give me a chance to prove how superior baseball is in every possible way.”
She
turned the key in the lock and swung open the door. He stepped back to avoid
getting a crotch full of South Korean automotive metal. In the car seat, the
child’s legs twitched, and a low wail began.
“Gotta
go,” said Donna, suddenly in a big hurry. “Nice running into you and all. Have
a good season.”
“Mama!!!”
the boy cried. Mike could see it was a boy now. A boy with bright red hair the
exact color of Donna’s.
“Shhh,
sweetie. It’s okay. I’m here, and I got you some milk.” She stuck a straw in
the cup and handed it to him.
Abruptly,
the crying stopped. Donna shot Mike a complicated look—he detected regret,
warning, pleading, and probably a few more layers—then closed the door.
He
watched her drive away, speculation running rampant. So Donna had a kid. She’d
never mentioned any such person. Neither had Caleb or Sadie. Not that it was
his business.
Except
… well, he kind of wanted to make it his business. How many dental offices
could there be in Kilby, Texas?
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My Review
This is the 2nd book in the Love between Bases Series.
Kilby Catfish Mike Solo comes gets into a bar brawl over local girl Donna MacIntyre. At the beginning of every season Mike takes a "Vow of Celibacy" but he can't seem to get the fiery red head out of his head add in an intimate moment in the supply closet of the library and Mike has difficulty keeping his "Vow".
Donna is trying to clean up her "bad girl" image so she can get full custody of her son and its an uphill struggle as she is dealing with very powerful influential people.
It is one hell of a story about two amazing characters, its full of humour and chemistry and just the right amount of emotion.
Kilby Catfish Mike Solo comes gets into a bar brawl over local girl Donna MacIntyre. At the beginning of every season Mike takes a "Vow of Celibacy" but he can't seem to get the fiery red head out of his head add in an intimate moment in the supply closet of the library and Mike has difficulty keeping his "Vow".
Donna is trying to clean up her "bad girl" image so she can get full custody of her son and its an uphill struggle as she is dealing with very powerful influential people.
It is one hell of a story about two amazing characters, its full of humour and chemistry and just the right amount of emotion.
Jennifer Bernard is a graduate of
Harvard and a former news promo producer. The child of academics, she
confounded her family by preferring romance novels to … well, any other books.
She left big city life for true love in Alaska, where she now lives with her
husband and stepdaughters. She’s no stranger to book success, as she also
writes erotic novellas under a naughty secret name not to be mentioned at
family gatherings.
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Love Between the Bases Series,
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