99c SALE!!! Tight Ends & Tiaras

This is the first time Tight Ends & Tiaras has been on SALE. If you love hot single dads who are brooding football players this book is for you. There’s a massage scene in this book and below is a teeny part of it.

Football is the sole focus of my life—until a squawking baby girl, with a temper to rival my own, lands in my lap and flips my life upside down. I’ll never be Dad of the Year. Anyone will tell you that—except maybe Sienna, my sister’s beautiful former roommate, who somehow manages to make my broody ass laugh and sees something in me no one else does.

When Sienna offers to let me and my little princess move in with her, I’m not sure if it’s to help or because she wants revenge on my teammate and long-time rival, who broke her heart. Either way, I’m game, because I need to get my ex off my back, and Sienna doesn’t mind pretending to be my girlfriend.

Only neither of us is ready for the sexual tension that builds and the sparks that fly between us… or the consequences when they do.

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Tight Ends & Tiaras is a spicy, standalone college sports romance about a grumpy football player who didn’t know he was a dad, a free-spirited, sassy Latina with a secret past, a sexy trip to the lake, and a guaranteed HEA. Tight Ends is perfect for readers who enjoy steamy, opposites attract, small town, slow burn romances with lots of angst, humor, and heart!

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“Why don’t you get that oil and work on my… lower back.”

He doesn’t say anything as he sits up, and I reach down and shove off my shorts and undies. Now naked, I close my eyes and stretch out again on my stomach and wait for him.

When he doesn’t say anything, I lean over to look at him. “This okay?”

His eyes meet mine. They’re dark. Dilated. The heat between us feels like it might combust this cottage. “Fresh out of the shower like this, you look like a water nymph who washed up on shore.”

I want to purge Cal from my system forever. Ben wants to make sure his ex doesn’t have a hold on him anymore. We can be that for the other person without risking our friendship.

And I might have one other motivation. We likely only have a short time together, but I plan to make sure he never forgets it. That he never forgets me.

Shameless, I shake my bare backside at him and grin.

“I’m all yours.”

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