In this funny romance, Miranda Taylor has a history of making errors—she sits on the wrong bar stools, picks the wrong teams, dates the wrong guys… But then she meets Jonas Becker who’s returned from Toronto to take care of his ailing father. If she plays the game right, she can land her dream job and a hot guy. She charges for home plate, but will her heart be safe?
Miranda Taylor swings for the fences for a chance at love. The novella contains swearing, but no sex.
“Jonas… That’s very Biblical.” Why in the hell would she say that? Biblical. When was the last decade she’d had a date? Oh. That’s right. When Cleopatra ruled Egypt…
A lock of sandy-blond hair brushed against his eyebrow, but he didn’t swipe it away.
The television broadcast the puck drop of a west coast hockey game. The Canucks won the faceoff and pressed into San Jose’s zone.
“Can’t get it up,” she said.
“Vancouver’s centre. He can’t get the puck up his stick.”
Jonas chuckled. That low sexy chuckle sent a ripple of goosebumps from her tailbone to the base of her neck.
Eye on the game, she swirled the remaining drops of beer in her glass. “Another?”
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