holding the cash?”
“I’ll do it,” Zach said as he dropped his five hundred dollars on the pile.
Derrick added his cash. Drew McCoy laughed at them, but dug into his pocket as well.
“Taking your money will be sweet,” Seth said.
“We won’t lose,” Derrick said. “We don’t ever lose. With that, I gotta go.” He didn’t want to wait one more minute to spend the rest of his life holding Holly.
Keep cheering on the Seattle Sharks in Julie Brannagh’s
next exciting book,
CHASING JILLIAN
Jillian Miller likes her job working in the front office for the Seattle Sharks, but lately, being surrounded by a constant parade of perfection only seems to make her own imperfections all the more obvious. She needs a change, which takes her into foreign territory: the Sharks’ workout facility after hours. The last thing she expects is a hot, grumbly god among men to be there as witness .
Star linebacker Seth Taylor has had a bad day—in fact, he’s had a series of them recently. When he hits the Sharks’ gym to work out his frustration, he’s startled to find someone there—and even more surprised that it’s Jillian, the team owner’s administrative assistant. When he learns of Jillian’s mission to revamp her lifestyle, he finds himself volunteering to help. Something about Jillian’s beautiful smile and quick wit makes him want to stick around. She may not be like the swimsuit models he usually has on his arm, but the more time Seth spends with Jillian, the harder he falls .
As Jillian learns that the new her is about so much more than what she sees in the mirror, can she discover that happiness and love are oh-so-much better than perfect?
Coming Spring 2015
An Excerpt from
BLITZING EMILY
Love and Football, Book One
Available Now from Avon Impulse!
Emily Hamilton doesn’t trust men. She’s much more comfortable playing the romantic lead on stage in front of a packed house than in her own life. So, when NFL star and irresistible ladies’ man Brandon McKenna acts as her personal white knight, she has no illusions he’ll stick around. However, a misunderstanding with the press throws them together in a fake engagement that yields unexpected (and breathtaking) benefits.
Every time Brandon calls her “sugar,” Emily almost believes Brandon’s playing for keeps, not just to score. Can she let down her defenses and get her own Happily Ever After?
E MILY HAD BARELY enough time to hang up the cordless and flip on the TV before Brandon wandered down the stairs.
“Hey,” he said, and he threw himself down on the couch next to her.
His blond curls were tangled, his eyes sleepy, and she saw a pillowcase crease on his cheek. He looked completely innocent until she saw the wicked twinkle in his eyes. Even in dirty workout clothes, he was breathtaking. She wondered if it was possible to ovulate on demand.
“I’m guessing you took a nap,” she said.
“I was supposed to be watching you.” He tried to look penitent. It wasn’t working.
“Glad to know you’re making yourself comfortable,” she teased.
He stretched his arm around the back of the couch.
“Everything in your room smells like flowers, and your bed’s great.” He pulled up the edge of his T-shirt and sniffed it. Emily almost drooled at a glimpse of his rock-hard abdomen. Evidently, it was possible to have more than a six pack. “The guys will love my new perfume. Maybe they’ll want some makeup tips,” he muttered, and grabbed for the remote Emily left on the coffee table.
He clicked through the channels at a rapid pace.
“Excuse me. I had that.” She lunged for it. No such luck. Emily ended up sprawled across his lap.
“The operative word here, sugar, is ‘had.’ ” He held it up in the air out of her reach while he continued to click. He’d wear a hole in his thumb if he kept this up. “No NFL Network.” She tried to sit up again, which wasn’t working well. Of course, he was chuckling at her struggles.
“I’ll do it,” Zach said as he dropped his five hundred dollars on the pile.
Derrick added his cash. Drew McCoy laughed at them, but dug into his pocket as well.
“Taking your money will be sweet,” Seth said.
“We won’t lose,” Derrick said. “We don’t ever lose. With that, I gotta go.” He didn’t want to wait one more minute to spend the rest of his life holding Holly.
Keep cheering on the Seattle Sharks in Julie Brannagh’s
next exciting book,
CHASING JILLIAN
Jillian Miller likes her job working in the front office for the Seattle Sharks, but lately, being surrounded by a constant parade of perfection only seems to make her own imperfections all the more obvious. She needs a change, which takes her into foreign territory: the Sharks’ workout facility after hours. The last thing she expects is a hot, grumbly god among men to be there as witness .
Star linebacker Seth Taylor has had a bad day—in fact, he’s had a series of them recently. When he hits the Sharks’ gym to work out his frustration, he’s startled to find someone there—and even more surprised that it’s Jillian, the team owner’s administrative assistant. When he learns of Jillian’s mission to revamp her lifestyle, he finds himself volunteering to help. Something about Jillian’s beautiful smile and quick wit makes him want to stick around. She may not be like the swimsuit models he usually has on his arm, but the more time Seth spends with Jillian, the harder he falls .
As Jillian learns that the new her is about so much more than what she sees in the mirror, can she discover that happiness and love are oh-so-much better than perfect?
Coming Spring 2015
An Excerpt from
BLITZING EMILY
Love and Football, Book One
Available Now from Avon Impulse!
Emily Hamilton doesn’t trust men. She’s much more comfortable playing the romantic lead on stage in front of a packed house than in her own life. So, when NFL star and irresistible ladies’ man Brandon McKenna acts as her personal white knight, she has no illusions he’ll stick around. However, a misunderstanding with the press throws them together in a fake engagement that yields unexpected (and breathtaking) benefits.
Every time Brandon calls her “sugar,” Emily almost believes Brandon’s playing for keeps, not just to score. Can she let down her defenses and get her own Happily Ever After?
E MILY HAD BARELY enough time to hang up the cordless and flip on the TV before Brandon wandered down the stairs.
“Hey,” he said, and he threw himself down on the couch next to her.
His blond curls were tangled, his eyes sleepy, and she saw a pillowcase crease on his cheek. He looked completely innocent until she saw the wicked twinkle in his eyes. Even in dirty workout clothes, he was breathtaking. She wondered if it was possible to ovulate on demand.
“I’m guessing you took a nap,” she said.
“I was supposed to be watching you.” He tried to look penitent. It wasn’t working.
“Glad to know you’re making yourself comfortable,” she teased.
He stretched his arm around the back of the couch.
“Everything in your room smells like flowers, and your bed’s great.” He pulled up the edge of his T-shirt and sniffed it. Emily almost drooled at a glimpse of his rock-hard abdomen. Evidently, it was possible to have more than a six pack. “The guys will love my new perfume. Maybe they’ll want some makeup tips,” he muttered, and grabbed for the remote Emily left on the coffee table.
He clicked through the channels at a rapid pace.
“Excuse me. I had that.” She lunged for it. No such luck. Emily ended up sprawled across his lap.
“The operative word here, sugar, is ‘had.’ ” He held it up in the air out of her reach while he continued to click. He’d wear a hole in his thumb if he kept this up. “No NFL Network.” She tried to sit up again, which wasn’t working well. Of course, he was chuckling at her struggles.
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