GRAND SLAM by Heidi McLaughlin
Series: The Boys of Summer, #3
On Sale: August 15, 2017
Trade Paperback: $14.99 USD eBook: $4.99 USD Audio: $21.98
Of all the Boys of Summers series, Grand Slam by Heidi McLaughlin is by far my favorite. The drama and angst combined with the likable characters made this one a delightful read.
Travis Kidd, the starting left fielder for the Renegades, has always desired Saylor, but she has kept him at a distance. Always the jokester and woman-loving player, he wasn’t someone she could risk her future on, but throughout the story, readers get to see the softer more lovable man who really only wants a family and people to love. Saylor is a single mom with a lot on her plate. Readers are going to absolutely respect her desire to provide for her child and sacrifice for her happiness. Whenever these two are together, they cannot resist their attraction for each other, and readers won’t want them to resist it either.
There is so much going on in this plot. There is the obvious forbidden nature of their relationship with her being a manager and him being a baseball player. On top of that, they both have legal issues that are plaguing them, setting up yet another obstacle to prevent these two from being together. Even with the many obstacles between them, these two fight to overcome them. With the amount of pressure they are under, the conflict explodes in an expected manner, and readers will love Travis’s solution to the issues.
If you are looking for an angsty, drama filled romance, than Grand Slam is what you are looking for. The plot and characters will keep you hooked through the whole book!
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Win the game. Lose your heart.
Everyone knows who I am and that I could have any female fan I want. That’s supposed to be the “perk” of playing left field for the Boston Renegades. But I don’t want just any woman; I want her.
She should be just another face in the crowd, but I can’t stop thinking about the one night we spent together-and her look of regret the morning after.
Because Saylor Blackwell is the kind of woman who haunts a man. Smart, sexy as hell, and one of the best managers in the business. She’s every ballplayer’s dream woman. And I’d do anything to make things right with her.
I’m done sitting on the bench when it comes to Saylor Blackwell. Time to swing for the fences.
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Whenever I wake up with a hangover, I often ask myself why I drank so much and promise that I’ll never do it again. That promise is something I’ve been breaking for the past few days, and up until now, I didn’t care.
I had hoped the booze would muddy my memory of last night, but it hasn’t. Every word she said, every expression she had, every punch to my chest to get me out of her apartment is crystal clear. I fucked up, and I don’t even know how. All I know is that the sobs I heard on the other side of Saylor’s door last night were enough to sober my stupid ass up.
For hours, I sat against her door, until a resident suggested I leave or they were going to call the police. If I hadn’t been arrested ear- lier, I probably would have encouraged them to dial Boston’s Finest. Another man might understand my plight. The woman that I want to be with kicked me out of her house, and while I probably deserved it, I didn’t want to leave until she stopped crying. I didn’t want to be the one to walk away in her time of need.
But as egos go—and believe me, mine is huge—I couldn’t let it get in the way any longer, so I walked my drunk ass back home with my tail between my legs, only to stay up all night while the booze wore off, knowing that I had to live with whatever I’d done to Saylor.
She’s the last person in the world who I want to hurt, and she’s the one person who can save me. Not only from a life behind bars, but from myself. When I’m with her, I’m a different person. The cocky son of a bitch whom everyone is used to doesn’t exist when she’s near me, and frankly, that is the man I like, or at least I used to. It’s easier being a fucking douche. It’s second nature to me and comes with the territory of being named one of the city’s most eligible bachelors.
Except when I’m with Saylor, I can be the man who hides in the shadow of that Travis Kidd. I can be the kind of man who doesn’t have to have a one-liner available or wink in order to get a phone number. When I’m with her, life outside of baseball starts to have a meaning, a fucking purpose.
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ABOUT THE AUTHOR
Heidi McLaughlin is a New York Times and USA Today bestselling author. Originally from the Pacific Northwest, she now lives in picturesque Vermont with her husband and two daughters. Also renting space in their home is an over-hyper Beagle/Jack Russell, Buttercup and a Highland West/Mini Schnauzer, Jill.
When she isn’t writing one of the many stories planned for release, you’ll find her sitting courtside during either daughter’s basketball games.
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