This
is an exclusive sneak peek of
(A
standalone novel)
Release
date 1/18/2016
A
Contemporary Romance novel
New
York Times &
USA Today Bestseller
Vi
Keeland
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Excerpt
from THE BALLER
“You
ready?” Nick slung his bag over his shoulder and lifted his camera.
The reporter in front of us wrapped up his interview and shook hands
with Easton.
As
I’ll ever be. “Sure.”
I
stepped forward and extended my hand. “I’m Delilah Maddox with
WMBC Sports News.”
A
slow grin spread across Easton’s face. He surprised me by leaning
in and kissing me on the cheek. “Pleasure to meet you.”
I
wasn’t sure if he was baiting me into an argument—expecting me to
lash out at him for kissing me when he’d just shaken the last male
reporter’s hand—or if he was trying to use his blatant sexuality
to throw me off. Either way, I wasn’t playing his game. I cleared
my throat and stood straighter, even though my knees felt a little
wobbly.
“Do
you mind if I ask you some questions?”
“Why
else would you be in here?”
I
ignored his sarcasm. He was still smiling at me. Actually, it was
more like a smirk, and it made me feel like a toy he was about to
play with. “You ready, Nick?” My cameraman finished setting up
the lighting, then lifted the camera into position and gave me a hand
signal.
“Congratulations
on the win today, Brody. How is your knee feeling after your first
game back?” I lifted my microphone high, knowing Nick was filming
in close.
“I
feel . . . ” He nonchalantly reached to the towel wrapped
around his waist and tugged at the corner. The towel fell to the
ground. “Great. I feel great. And how about you? It’s your first
trip into the locker room, isn’t it? Do you like what you see so
far?” His lips curled up into a full-blown wicked smile.
Before
I could catch myself, my eyes dropped to his naked lower half. Shit.
He was dangling in the wind. I totally got distracted by just how low
the thing dangled. It was probably a full minute before I responded
to his question. A full minute of dead air time. Great. “Yes.
Umm . . . the locker room is . . . ummm . . . nice.”
I
sounded like a total ditz. On air.
The
jackass continued interviewing me. “Is it as big as you thought it
would be?”
“Ummm . . . it’s
much bigger than I imagined.”
His
smile grew even wider.
Ugh.
I
needed to get back on track or my first locker room interview would
become a laughingstock blooper. Viewers had no idea he was naked from
the waist down. “Do you think you were at one hundred percent
today?”
His
eyebrows jumped. “If you’re referring to today’s game,
definitely. I had one hundred percent out there on the field.
There’re some other areas where I have a lot of growth potential,
but my knee felt one hundred percent today.”
His
pale green eyes darkened, and I watched his long lashes lower. I
followed his line of sight, and suddenly I was staring at his naked
package. Again. Damn it. My eyes darted back up, but I felt my cheeks
heating. I had to end this, or I was going to be beet red on air.
“Well,
welcome back. And congratulations on today’s win.”
I
waited until Nick lowered his camera and turned off the light. Then I
looked right at Brody Easton’s smug face. “You’re an asshole,
you know that?”
His
eyes sparkled. “I do.”
I
heard the chuckles and high fives at my back as I stormed out of the
locker room.
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Blurb
The
first time I met Brody Easton was in the men’s locker room.
It
was my first interview as a professional sportscaster.
The
famed quarterback decided to bare all.
And
by all, I don’t mean he told me any of his secrets.
No.
The arrogant ass decided to drop his towel, just as I asked the
first question. On
camera.
The
Super Bowl MVP quickly adopted a new hobby—screwing with me.
When
I pushed back, he shifted from wanting to screw with
me, to wanting to screw
me.
But
I don’t date players.
And
it’s not because I’m one of the few women working in the world of
professional football.
I’d
date an athlete.
It’s
the other
kind of player I don’t date.
You
know the type. Good looking, strong, cocky, always looking to get
laid.
Brody
Easton was the ultimate player.
Every
woman wanted to be the one to change him.
But
the truth was, all he needed was a girl worth changing for.
Turned
out, I was that girl.
Simple
right?
Let’s
face it. It never is.
There’s
a story between once
upon a time
and happily
ever after…
And
this one is ours.
About
the Author:
Vi
Keeland is a native New Yorker with three children that occupy most
of her free time, which she complains about often, but wouldn't
change for the world. She is a bookworm and has been known to read
her kindle at stop lights, while styling her hair, cleaning, walking,
during sporting events, and frequently while pretending to work.
She
is a boring attorney by day, and an exciting smut author by night!
Additional
Books by Vi Keeland
Life
on Stage series (2 standalone books)
Beat
Throb
MMA
Fighter series (3 standalone books)
Worth
the Fight (MMA Fighter Series, Book One)
Worth
The Chance (MMA Fighter Series, Book Two)
Worth
Forgiving (MMA Fighter Series, Book Three)
The
Cole Series (2 book serial)
Belong
to You (Cole Series, Book One)
Made
for You (Cole Series, Book Two)
Standalone
novels
Left
Behind (A Young Adult Novel)
First
Thing I See
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