What happens
when a girl set on playing by the rules …
Leeann Bradley
is a college graduate who has achieved many of her personal goals, all because
she follows the rules she’s set for herself. It’s simple. You work hard, enjoy
life, surround yourself with friends and family, avoid jumping to conclusions …
and oh yeah, don’t date jocks. These rules have worked well and have taken her
down the path she wants in life. So what’s a girl to do when temptation, in the
form of a sexy college soccer player, is placed right in the middle of that
path? Deciding when to break the rules has never been easier for Leeann. But
when assumptions are made, and more than just the rules are broken … will she
be able to find her way down that path again? And what happens when it’s no
longer the path she’s meant to take?
Finds a guy worth
breaking them for …
Until now,
Jonathan Baxter had one primary focus in his life, soccer. All decisions made,
have been based on how it could affect his ability to play soccer. His grades,
his choice of college, any type of extracurricular activities, were all
carefully assessed. All of it has made playing college soccer possible. But
when an injury sidelines him for the foreseeable future, and jeopardizes his
dreams, he has to work even harder than before. Rehabilitating his injury
becomes his primary objective. Until he meets Leeann, a physical therapy
assistant whose touch has the ability to make him lose focus. She has him
thinking there could be more in his life—in his future—than just soccer. So
what’s Jonathan to do when Leeann assumes he’s just like every other jock out there? He has to prove her
assumptions wrong.
“So, Leeann. I was
thinking of asking you out on a date, but figured I should make sure there
wasn’t a Mr. Leeann in the picture,” I stated matter-of-factly, taking another
bite of my salad. Rather than respond right away, she gave me an amused look. I
really liked that I amused her. It did great things for my ego.
“A Mr. Leeann?” she inquired.
I nodded, liking my
choice of words. “Yeah. You know, a member of the opposite sex who you’ve
attached yourself to. Maybe even have Cobb salads with. Although I’m sure there
would be other things you do with a Mr.
Leeann, but we don’t need to bring those up. I prefer to just think of you
eating Cobb salads with him.”
She tried to conceal a
snort by covering her mouth with a napkin, but I caught it. It was cute as
hell. That unruly dick of mine began to make himself known again. I was
actually surprised it had taken that long for him to realize she was within a
five-foot radius. Maybe the temporary jolt of pain I got almost falling allowed
for the delayed response. Fortunately, I’d taken Leeann’s advice from the other
day and worn shorts that were a little more concealing.
When she removed the
napkin, she smiled broadly. “Well, there really isn’t anyone else I eat Cobb
salads with. Except you, of course. But—”
I interrupted her,
“Perfect! That makes me your Mr.
Leeann. I can totally be that for you. Except I could definitely see us doing
more than eating Cobb salads together.”
Now she was giggling, and
I couldn’t help but watch her as that simple sound exploded in my ears. It
swirled around me, making me want more. When she slowed down the giggling, she
asked, “So you can see me doing more with you, huh?”
My hands were clasped
together, and I rested my elbows on the table, leaning forward a little. I
lowered my voice and said, “Oh yeah.” The husky tone caught her attention, and
she leaned forward in response. So I continued, “I could definitely see us
doing more than eating Cobb salads. We could always try the Caesar, or even a
Greek salad together. How do you feel about pizza?”
Leeann burst out
laughing, and I couldn’t control every part of my body that responded without
delay. There I was, joking with this sexy woman, dick at full attention, and
all I could do was stare … and plan.
I needed to make a plan
that involved making her laugh like that for me … every damn day.
Melanie is an amazing mother of
four, an awesome and tolerant wife to one, and nurse to many. If you don't
believe her, just ask anyone in her family, they know what to say. She is also
a devoted chauffeur, the keeper of missing socks, a genius according to a seven
year old, the coolest soccer uniform coordinator according to a thirteen year
old, and the best damn mac-n-cheese-with-cut-up-hot-dog maker in the whole
world. Well that last title isn't really official, but it's still pretty cool
to be called it.
When not being ordered around
by any of the kids, you can find her with her nose in a book or on the sideline
of a soccer game cheering on one team or another. But that's mostly because she
has a thing for the coach. When not doing all of the above, you can find her
obsessed with a group of fictional characters all vying for a spot on the page
of whatever she's working on. It's a fun and crazy life to lead, but she wouldn't
have it any other way.
@MelanieCodina
www.MelanieCodina.com (under construction at the moment)
