Trending on social media is her nightmare.
Beth Evans, former Olympic golden girl, known for a national scandal and daughter of a rising political star, is more than happy to stay out of the spotlight, living life as a normal single mom in a small Jersey town. The last thing Beth needs is Twitter’s favorite bad boy–Marc Demoda–walking into her life to stir things up.
Marc lives for the three b’s; baseball, bars, and ball bunnies, until the unthinkable happened. An accident destroys his shoulder and his career, leaving him desperate to get back in the game. Too bad no one hires notorious bad boys to coach. With his reputation on life support, Marc finds his saving grace might be the feisty blonde he can’t get out of his head.
When pictures of Beth and Marc’s chance encounter blow up on Twitter, they strike a deal to avoid further scandals and fix their image. But even in the harsh public spotlight, their fake relationship begins to feel real. Beth’s growing feelings for Marc have her questioning if she can permanently handle the limelight, just as Marc wonders if Beth might mean more than the game.
“Kiss me, and I’ll leave,” Marc said finally.
“I want your mouth. I want to feel it on mine, and after that, if you want me to go, I’ll go.” He raised his eyebrows, sending her a look full of challenge. Did he think if she kissed him, she’d melt, and tell him she would see him again? She could kiss him and then tell him to go. Maybe a good kiss would get him out of her system.
He waited, putting the ball in her court. She lifted a hand, cupping his smooth cheek before reaching behind his neck, pulling his face towards hers. That was all the encouragement he needed. He took possession of her mouth with his. His palm slid to her hips, angling his body closer as his lips moved softly against hers, coaxing her to open for him.
The second her lips parted, and her tongue touched his, he opened his mouth with a groan, and his tongue moved in search of hers. The kiss quickly went from soft to hot and wet. With sweeping motions, his tongue teased her, driving up her heart rate. Beth’s breathing became rough. His hand moved down to find her breast, possessing it like it was his, like he had every right. His thumb moved slowly back and forth over her breast through the thin cotton of her shirt and the throbbing beat deep inside her. She dropped her head back and couldn’t help the moan that escaped. He quickly took advantage of her exposed neck, moving his lips down before nipping on her shoulder.
“God, Beth, I want you. It’s not about the challenge. You’re amazing,” Marc said into her neck before he moved back to her mouth. He deepened the kiss, devouring her like he was starving.
Jenni Bara lives in New Jersey working as a paralegal in family law, writing real-life unhappily ever-afters every day. In turn, she spends her free time with anything that keeps her laughing, including life with four kids, or five, if you count her husband. She is just starting her career as a romance author writing books with a great balance of life, love, and laughter.