No risk, no reward in the game of
love
Training
the Las Vegas Slayers by day, sampling Sin City's delights by night, Nate
Franco's life is one to envy. But a hot nightclub encounter could change all
that. Because Charlotte Blue is more than a beautiful stranger. She's the
daughter of his team's new owners—and his rival for the top training job. To
keep his career and his legacy intact, Nate's prepared to play a little
dirty.
Charlotte
works hard to make her mark in a male-dominated sport. On the field, she and
Nate are the picture of professionalism. In the bedroom, she's risking
everything for their breathtaking forbidden affair. But is Nate just using her
so his family can reclaim the team—or will they be able to look beyond the
passionate games to embrace real love?
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Love evens the score
As general
manager of the Las Vegas Slayers, Danica Blue goes toe-to-toe with players
whose size is matched only by their egos. Quarterback Dex Harper is the biggest
and toughest of them all, with a hell-raiser reputation that he insists he
doesn't deserve. And Danica, the good daughter who's always played by the
rules, is suddenly tempted to break every last one.
Football is
the only thing Dex has ever been able to count on. To save his career he needs
Danica's PR savvy, and he's happy to help her discover her inner bad girl in
return. But glimpsing the real woman behind that sexy, flawless facade is
making him realize how much is at stake. Because getting back on the team could
mean losing Danica, unless he's willing to risk it all—and play for keeps….
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About the Author
Lisa Marie
Perry encounters difficult fictional men and women on a daily basis. She writes
contemporary romance fiction with plenty of sizzle, energy and depth. Flawed,
problematic, damaged characters are welcome. Her tales feature exciting
multicultural mash-ups, sexy guy-next-door heroes and powerful larger-than-life
alphas who are brought to their knees by the love of complicated women.
According
to Lisa Marie, an imagination’s a terrible thing to ignore. So is a good
cappuccino. After years of college, customer service gigs and a career in
caregiving, she at last gave in to buying an espresso machine and writing to
her imagination’s desire. She lives in America’s heartland and she has every
intention of making the Colorado mountains her new stomping grounds. She drives
a truck, enjoys indie rock, collects Medieval literature, watches too many
comedies, has a not-so-secret love for lace and adores rugged men with a little
bit of nerd.
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Excerpt
From MIDNIGHT PLAY
“Here.
Your, uh, personal items scattered when you dropped your purse.”
Danica took
the tiny item, and finding it unfamiliar, twisted it to read the label.
Travel-sized massage oil. Cherry flavored.
A gasp
almost slipped out, but she pressed her lips together and watched for his
reaction. But he was diligently scooping the other runaway items—a silky
blindfold, a pair of mini “sex dice,” a strip of condoms—into the pink goody
bag Veda had jammed into her purse.
Crap.
Blunders like this didn’t happen to her. What could she say to kill both the
awkwardness and the electric current of tension that ping-ponged between them?
“These are gifts.”
Dex looked
her in the eyes, handing her the bag. His fingers swept her palm, and he
straightened, distancing himself. Too late. His touch, despite how brief and
innocent, had sparked a sensation that penetrated her flesh and was working its
way into her bloodstream.
Count on a
few strippers to make her overly aware of a good-looking man.
“Your…gifts…are
no business of mine.” But the heat that danced in his gaze as it flicked from
the pink bag to her eyes told her that maybe he’d like them to be his
business.
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