Steroids put an end to Jack Montgomery's superstar basketball career, and the scandal left his life in shreds. Three years later, he's on the comeback trail. He has one last chance to make it right.
PR hotshot Jannine O’Connor won’t fall for his crap again. Jack betrayed her trust once, and she doesn't believe in second chances. But she’s running the publicity campaign for Jack’s basketball team—a huge stepping stone in her career—and his comeback needs to take front and center for both of them.
For the sake of the team, she agrees to be friends and put it all behind them. But Jack wants more than friendship. Can Jannine forgive the past and risk her heart one more time?
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.” His eyes darkened as he met her gaze, stirring something inside her. He lifted his arm and ran a finger around the collar of her sweater.
“I had a nice time tonight. I thought it would be weird and awful.” The honest words escaped her lips. “Not that you’d be weird and awful, but…”
“Well, except for a few notably bad moments, we got along pretty well.”
She nodded, but her throat tightened. Those few notably bad moments had been pretty miserable. But this was their fresh start—as friends. “I built up a lot of anxious thoughts in my head.”
“I knew it wouldn’t be awful. We rarely did awful.” His eyes pierced hers, and his body moved closer, the distance between them shrinking. “And whatever we couldn’t resolve with a conversation, we usually took care of in bed.”
“Probably not the best way to handle things.”
“Oh, I don’t know. I think we both enjoyed that fallback position.” He closed the gap between them, his body practically resting upon hers.
“Uh-huh.” Her voice, just a thin whisper, couldn’t deny his words. They’d never had any problems while naked in bed. There, the rest of the world had floated away. “I should get going.” She tried to move her legs, but the rest of her body refused to cooperate.
“Wait a sec.” His hands shifted and brushed against the sensitive skin at the back of her neck.
“Let’s not go yet.” His deep raspy voice murmured in her ear. “I feel like we kind of broke the ice tonight.”
“Yeah, I think we did.”
His eyes penetrated hers, his strong fingers skimming through the curls at her nape. “I’m really glad we’re talking again. I’m glad you don’t hate me anymore.”
She studied his face—his gorgeous, distracting face. “I never hated you.”
“I… Thanks.” Jack paused, leaning forward, his breathing slow and measured. “That means a lot.”
His warm breath on her cheek yanked at her emotions. Her mind jumbled, unable to focus on anything except the lean, hard body against her.
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