Welcome!  Weekend Writing Warriors  #wewriwa, is a blog hop where authors share 8-10 sentences of their work.

I’m sharing from my novella Game On! which releases  this Tuesday, June 21!

Heath Lancaster was happy to be on the practice squad on an NFL team, but instead of a lucky break taking him to the next level, a league-wide strike leaves him unemployed.  A new semi-pro league in Virginia Beach give him another opportunity for work and love.  This week we’re in Jordan’s POV. She’s just saved her friend GiGi and herself from being clobbered by Heath’s buddy’s misaligned football pass. GiGi has just told them they need to share their brews and is flirting with Heath’s buddy. Edited a bit to made excerpt in ten sentences.

But of course, her model-looking friend was always first pick. Jordan handed the ball to the blond who was more to her tastes anyway. The stripe on his board shorts accentuated his well-carved butt.

He extended his hand and said his name, “Heath.”

“Miller?” Jordan asked. Almost as tall and as muscular as the pro tight-end, he was a definite hard-body and might have been threatening-looking if not for his endearing dimples and genuine smile.

He enveloped her hand with a firm grip. “Sorry, no. Lancaster is my last name, but you’d make a heck of a cornerback the way you picked off that pass.”

Electrified by his touch, her thoughts fired in directions she’d been dodging for months. “Jordan, sister to three older brothers and I can tackle, too, if necessary,” she said and grinned.

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Welcome!  Weekend Writing Warriors  #wewriwa, is a blog hop where authors share 8-10 sentences of their work. Hope on this Memorial Day, you’ll remember those who gave their all for their country.

I’m sharing from my novella Game On! which releases on June 21.

Heath Lancaster was happy to be on the practice squad on an NFL team, but instead of a lucky break taking him to the next level, a league-wide strike leaves him unemployed.  A new semi-pro league in Virginia Beach give him another opportunity for work and love. This scene is where Heath and his buddy are throwing passes on the beach and they meet Jordan and her friend, GiGi.

Jordan glanced up, snagging a spiraling football inches from their heads. The ball stung her fingers with a slap.

GiGi squeaked, dropping her bag with their drinks.

“Sorry!” the receiver said from the surf.

At least he had the decency to appear embarrassed Jordan thought.

Mr. Sandy Blond receiver rushed from the water toward them.

He had all the attributes of her favorite NFL tight end.  His brawny shoulders tapered to a waist set off by a six-pack. His gaze followed GiGi’s to the bottles littering the beach. 

“Sorry about your drinks,” he said plucking their brews and wine coolers from the sand.

GiGi eyed their buff physiques, smirked and said nodding toward their cooler, “Suppose you’ll have to share yours.”

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