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357 pages, Kindle Edition
First published November 14, 2016


“I wanted to climb into his chest and live there because I was sure for the first time in my life, I’d met a one-of-a-kind man.”
“Real love, the good stuff, the kind you can’t live without, comes with more than just a decision to love. It comes with the prices of patience and understanding.”
“Beautiful, if you aren’t fighting once in a while with the one you’re fucking, you aren’t fucking the right one.”
“I’d made thousands upon thousands of calls in my life, but the one I was most proud of, the one that I knew would be my most remembered, was that I gave up the majors for love.” - Andy

“Real love, the good stuff, the kind you can’t live without, comes with more than just a decision to love. It comes with the prices of patience and understanding.”











“Beautiful, if you aren’t fighting once in a while with the one you’re fucking, you aren’t fucking the right one.”
“You really shouldn’t be allowed to be this beautiful. It makes smart men do stupid things.”
“The man was a beast and had the sexual appetite of a caveman on crack. And I loved every second of it.”


“I have shit to offer you right now. Both my head and heart are toast. But I can give you friendship and the longest, hardest fuck of your life. So if that’s an invitation I think I see in your eyes, I will gladly fucking accept.”



“God, yo0u are something else,”he complimented as he chuckled.
“Shero by night, Carolina girl by day, and a fucking angel underneath me.”
“I gave my mind and body to ball and my heart to beautiful women. I played my best for both.”
In truth, I loved just watching her. We clicked easy. It was nothing like having to try fit puzzle pieces together as I had countless times before. Her jokes, I got them. Her sarcasm, I adored it. Her sassy mouth, I kissed it every chance I got. Her moans, I would never stop working for. Her heart... well, I wanted it.
Right now, I am the wolf, beautiful, and I want to do very bad things to you.”I swallowed hard. “I want to spread you out, lick you until you come on my tongue, and fuck you until you scream, rinse and repeat. So, again, does this idiot know the longer he waits, the closer he gets to finding breadcrumbs?”

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Baseball was home. It was heaven, no matter how much I resented it at times from taking me away from my other home, which resided in the arms and eyes of April Turner.

