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When the game leaves the field in the second book in the USA Today bestselling BY HIS GAME series and mixes with sex, lies, and betrayal, the future isn't the only thing on the line...
Macey Kelly has sworn off men. Unless
they’re going to zip in and out of her apartment—and her vagina—quicker than
they can give her an orgasm, she’s not interested. Finding out her boyfriend of
three years got her cousin pregnant was a total confidence knock. Luckily for
Macey, confidence is something she has in abundance, so all
Mitch’s asshole move did was make her pretty cynical toward men.
The last thing Jack Carr needs at the start
of the season is for a dark-haired, sexy as sin, gyspyesque beauty to be
consuming his thoughts. Football is his life, which leaves no time for girls.
Unless they’re the love ‘em and leave ‘em girls. Becoming one of the best
running backs the league has ever seen by racking up the yards is his top
priority… not bedding Macey Kelly, despite her affinity for blow jobs and total
sexual abandon.
Avoiding each other is the perfect
solution, but when your best friends are in a serious living together kind of
relationship, that isn’t always an option. Sometimes, sex on tap is the easiest
option.
And the sweetest.
And the sweetest.
Until Mitch shows up with a bombshell that
could shatter Macey’s perfectly carved out life. It’s been a year, but he isn’t
giving her up, not now he has a chance at winning her back. And he knows her
buttons.
Every single one of them.
Every single one of them.
Unfortunately for him, Jack Carr isn’t a
loser. The star running back has his eye on the Vince Lombardi—and on Macey.
But seeing her hanging between them both isn’t something he’s down with, not
when he discovers why she’s so against anything more-ish, as she puts it.Macey
quickly realizes she’s the ball being passed between two desperate yet opposing
teams, and that only one of them can score the touchdown. But will the winner
be the guy she lived with and loved for three years, or will the winner be the
guy who understands her and makes her body come alive?
In this game, someone will be sidelined,
and calling the play isn’t always as easy as it seems.
(SIDELINED is a full-length, standalone
novel. It's not necessary to read BLINDSIDED before this book, but it is advised.)
EXCERPT
“Mitch.” I spit his name like the poison he
is.
“Seems he has a message for me.”
“Seems he has a message for me.”
“Doesn’t matter,” Macey mutters, walking
into the kitchen.
She reaches for the tequila bottle, but I dart
forward and spin her so her back is against the counter. No way is she drowning
her shit in a tequila bottle this time. No fucking running.
“Leah says otherwise, so, M, why don’t you tell me about his message for me?”
“I said it doesn’t matter!” Macey’s eyes
flash with an anger and vulnerability stronger than I’ve ever noticed before.
“It does to me!” I yell, leaning into her.
My eyes search her face. “It fucking matters to me, babe, so spit it the hell
out.”
“I said. It. Doesn’t. Matter.”
“I say you’re full of shit.” My mouth moves
to her ear. “You gonna tell me or do I hafta fuck it out of you, huh? I’m not
averse to either, but his name could really kill the mood when my cock is
inside you.”
Macey shoves at me and I release her. She
storms away from me, toward her room, then stops.
“You wanna know? You really want to know what that asshole has to say to you?”
“You wanna know? You really want to know what that asshole has to say to you?”
“Believe me, babe. I’d love him to say this
bullshit to me. Seems he’s a pussy who has to use his ex-girl to tell me
though. So let’s paraphrase. I’d love to know what that asshole has to get you
to say to me, okay? Enlighten me, baby. Go ahead.”
“‘Tell your fuck buddy he’s playing to win
a whole lot more than the Super Bowl this season,’” she whispers.
“Or something along those lines. Close enough, I guess.”
“Or something along those lines. Close enough, I guess.”
Every nerve in my body goes on high alert.
Electric jolt after jolt booms through me, my adrenaline peaking with his
threat. The threat he can’t even fucking say to my face. More than that, every
protective instinct in my body roars to life louder than an MC club starting
their bikes. I feel those words crawling over my fucking skin, almost
paralyzing in their determination but laughable in their weakness.
“Baby.” I move toward Macey, determined,
certain, strong.
She breathes heavily, her eyes screwed
shut, her fists clenched at her sides.
“Look at me.”
She shakes her head.
I grab her jaw and force her head up. “Look. At. Me.”
Her eyes open, and in them, I see a roaring sea of fear and uncertainty tinted with resignation to the words she expects. The words she won’t hear.
“What?” Her whispered word is barely audible.
“If you don’t know the rules, you don’t play the game,” I rasp. “Now, Mitch? He thinks he knows the rules. He thinks he can come back into your life and dictate shit his way. I think he’s sorely fucking mistaken, because he has no idea who he’s messing with.” My fingers creep around to the back of her neck, and her back flattens against the wall.
“I play a game every day of my life, baby. I know more rules than you can ever believe exist. He thinks he can meet you for a half-assed drink and threaten me? He’s a joke. I laugh. Really, I do.”
“What?” she breathes again.
“If your fucking ex thinks he can walk back
into your life, into my life, and threaten me with taking something that is
inconceivably, irrevocably, indisputably fucking mine, he has the shock
of his life coming to him.” My words are growled into her ear.
“Let him play, baby. He has no idea what he’s just done.”
“Let him play, baby. He has no idea what he’s just done.”
By His Game Series
From Emma Hart, the New York Times bestselling author of the Game series, comes a brand new series where the game is realer, the tension is tighter, the sex is hotter, and the stakes are the highest of all…
Two people. Two agendas. Two games.
What happens when the out-there It-Boy of football meets the secret It-Girl of fashion?
As the daughter of Hollywood’s sweetheart, Leah Veronica can’t even buy a coffee without finding her face on a magazine stand, so it’s no wonder she’s launching her first fashion line in secret. With it debuting at New York Fashion Week in just under a month, extra time in the spotlight is the last thing she needs.
The son of the best quarterback the league has ever seen, filling legendary shoes as the L.A. Vipers’ quarterback was inevitable for Corey Jackson. So was meeting Leah Veronica—the first girl to hand him his ass without putting a hair out of place.
Getting the handsome, prickly blonde into his bed becomes his number one goal. But getting the sexy, over-confident footballer the hell away from her becomes Leah’s—at least until she realizes the best way to do that is to give him what he wants.
If only it was that simple.
When Corey discovers who she is, and private photos of Hollywood’s finest find their way online, everything they thought they knew is thrown into disarray.
And when secrets are exposed and hearts are shattered, they have to figure out if they’ve been blindsided by love or reality, and if it’s worth running the extra yard to win the game they never meant to play.
Four people. Four goals. Four endings.
In the third and final book of the USA Today bestselling By His Game series, the rules of the game no one knew they’d have to play are blurring, and when the past becomes the opposing team, hearts aren’t the only thing at stake of being lost…
Finding naked pictures of her best friend on her boyfriend’s phone wasn’t in Everleigh White’s five year plan. Neither was moving back to Los Angeles, the city of dreams that never managed to make hers come true. There’s only so many years you can be in love with your best friend before you realize he’s never going to love you back, after all. If only her ex would stop showing up at the gym where she works, she’d be much happier.
Being a father at nineteen wasn’t how Reid North, the Vipers’ wide receiver, imagined his life going, but when his ex-girlfriend tricked him into parenthood, he accepted it. Eventually. Now, with his ex on the verge of being released from prison, he’s holding onto full custody of his seven year old son, Leo. Football and Leo have left Reid no time for dating…
Until Everleigh comes back.
Until Everleigh comes back.
His best friend his whole life, Everleigh never knew Reid loved her. She left before he could tell her. Now she’s back in front of him, and he’s not letting go. Even if all he gets is her friendship again. But in a city like L.A., dreams come true when you’re least expecting it.
So do nightmares.
With their exes beating down their doors with demands and explanations, their hesitant and building relationship is threatened at every corner. They’re at serious risk of being intercepted by the past, and that’s a ball Reid is determined to catch.
Except desperation can lead to stupidity—and Reid soon realizes he can’t catch every ball, no matter how perfectly it’s thrown to him. This time a fumble could cost more than a few points.
It could cost him everything.
(INTERCEPTED is the third and final book in the By His Game series and can be read as a standalone, although it is advised to read BLINDSIDED and SIDELINED before, in this order.)
By day, New York Times and USA Today bestselling New Adult author Emma Hart dons a cape and calls herself Super Mum to two beautiful little monsters. By night, she drops the cape, pours a glass of whatever she fancies - usually wine - and writes books.
Emma is working on Top Secret projects she will share with her followers and fans at every available opportunity. Naturally, all Top Secret projects involve a dashingly hot guy who likes to forget to wear a shirt, a sprinkling (or several) of hold-onto-your-panties hot scenes, and a whole lotta love.
She likes to be busy - unless busy involves doing the dishes, but that seems to be when all the ideas come to life.
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