Field of Change
Book 3 of The Field Series
© Jacqueline Anne 2017
Release Date –
May 25, 2017
Fiercely independent café owner Sophia
Hudson successfully balances a thriving business with providing a loving home
for her son, but when her one true love saunters back into her life, she can no
longer guard the truth she hid for years.
Mike Rosen,
professional shortstop and known playboy, has recently turned his life around.
Arriving in his hometown to visit his sister, he walks into a café, floored to
see the woman who broke his heart with a toddler-sized version of himself.
Although hurt and angered by Sophia’s deceit, he’s determined to be part of
both her and his son’s lives.
While still
loving Mike, fear and doubt consume Sophia. Plagued by those uncertainties, she
also struggles with Mike’s public life, unwilling to expose their son to it.
The resulting emotional roller coaster barrels through love, passion, and pain
as both Mike and Sophia accept something needs to change, but is either willing
to sacrifice enough before it’s too late?
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STORY
EXCERPT
She straightened
up. “Actually, I own this place,” she stated with pride. She had worked hard to
start a new life and was damn proud of herself.
“What happened in
New York City?”
Impatient patrons began
to grumble behind him. Sophia really didn’t have time to get reacquainted right
now because she was already short-staffed.
She gestured for
him to step aside to allow the next person to place their order. He followed
her down the long counter until there was an opening.
She felt his eyes
examine her. Her brown hair was still long and wavy just like the day she
walked away from him, although it was braided today since she was at the café.
She was curvier now. Things changed, but she was still healthy—firm in all the
right places, soft in others. She knew a lot of girls who battled with their
weight in the modeling industry, but she kept practicing healthy eating habits
and exercised consistently while never overindulging.
When his eyes gaze
traveled back up her body, she tried to mask the array of feelings rolling
through her. Exhaustion made it hard—plain and simple. She needed to be strong
and get him out of there.
Her bright green
eyes met his dark, mysterious ones. “My life changed,” she responded.
Out of the corner
of her eye, she saw her son walking toward her. She wished he would be
distracted along the way, praying to God she could avoid a conversation she
absolutely did not want to have—not now, not ever. She kept her eyes on Mike
until little Ryan pulled on the hem of her shirt.
“My crayon broke,”
he said with a pouty face.
Sophia crouched
down and consoled her son while fetching him a new box of crayons from under
the counter. Coloring was his favorite thing to do while Soph was working. She
stocked up on coloring books and crayons from the dollar store, and he was a
happy camper. He would even give the customers some of his artwork, making them
beam with delight. She was truly blessed to have such an amazing child.
“Thanks, Mommy!”
Sophia stood up
and nervously smiled, secretly praying Mike wouldn’t ask more questions. Mike
was standing there with his mouth gaped opened, completely stunned. It was
clear her prayers weren’t going to be answered this time.
“My reason for the
change.” She gestured to her son and began wiping the counter, hoping he would
take the hint and see she was busy working.
He continued to
stand there in shock and she instinctively shook her head, warning him off. She
didn’t want to do this now or ever. This wasn’t what she wanted. They were
fine. Better than fine.
“How old is he?”
Oh God, it is
happening.
Her heart was
beating so hard it sounded like thunder pounding in her ears, but Mike stood
still, holding his ground, as he not so patiently waited for her to answer.
After what felt
like an eternity, she finally replied. “Three.”
The look on Mike’s
face displayed a collection of emotions ranging from stunned to angry and
everything in between. Her café definitely wasn’t the place, but apparently it
was going to be the time, and there was nothing she could do about it.
She tugged on his
arm and pulled him out the back door, trying to avoid a scene in front of her
customers.
“How could you not
tell me?” he spat.
“He’s not your
responsibility, Mike. He’s mine,” she affirmed.
Sophia could play
it off like he was someone else’s child just as she had been doing all this
time. She had stayed off social media once she quit modeling. She knew it would
raise a million questions, and she hadn’t been ready to answer them. She still
wasn’t. Instead, she practically fell off the face of the earth for a while.
She stayed with her mom in Arizona until she decided she wanted to raise Ryan
near where she had grown up. It was a charming town with a good, small school
system, much smaller than when she went there. Most of the people she knew
throughout the years had gone elsewhere as the town quickly become a popular
tourist spot. Like her mom, many folks cashed out during the booming real
estate market.
Ever since she
moved back, she quickly changed the subject about who Ryan’s father was anytime
it came up, which wasn’t very often.
Her stomach
rolled. No matter how many times she rehearsed this situation possibly
happening, nothing could have prepared her for this moment. One look at Mike
and her heart was aching all over again.
“And who else’s?”
he asked with his arms crossed in front of him, displaying a stern expression
of determination.
Her heart hurt so
bad she didn’t answer. She couldn’t even look him in the eyes.
“Dammit, Soph.
Just tell me,” Mike demanded. “Is he mine?”
ADULT
EXCERPT
“Stop thinking,
Soph,” he protested.
Her eyes were
still closed, and he knew her mind was elsewhere
“I’m not—” she
stuttered trying to figure out what she should say. How in the world could he
still do that? “Dammit,” she cursed under her breath, admitting her guilt.
His smirk grew
wider as he sat up. He swiftly yanked her panties down then pulled her on top
of him and moved toward the center of the bed. He adjusted her body in one
quick motion until her back was on the mattress, centered in between his
muscular limbs, her legs draped over his shoulders, her butt against his
amazing chest, and his dessert was wide open right in front of his face.
“My tongue is
going to chase those thoughts right from your head.”
And did it ever.
With one leisurely lick, her mind went blank, concentrating on nothing but the
feel of his body on hers.
He always liked
this oral sex position with her, as odd as it was. He said he enjoyed being
able to hold on to her ass or play with her breasts as he pleased, watch her
writhe, and feel her legs quake so close to his head.
He continued to
lap at her like a thirsty cat. His tongue occasionally diving into her, then
moving to circle her clit.
“Mmm, so wet,
Soph. How is it you taste sweeter?”
She giggled at his
dirty talk. “Maybe it was the pumpkin roll? The carrot cake?” She paused.
“Motherhood?” Her life and womanly parts had changed and there was no denying
it.
He grinned against
her wet crotch. “It looks good on you,” he tenderly complimented.
Her heart did a
little flip. “So do you.”
He kissed her clit
a few times, then ran his tongue over it, increasing the force each time. He
stopped to lick her, drinking up what had already seeped out of her. He went
back to the tight nub, repeating the same tantalizing actions causing her ache
to escalate and her toes to curl. He kneaded her ass cheeks, his finger moving
closer and closer to her tight hole.
“Mike,” she said
breathlessly. God, she wanted him to take all of her, every which way.
He sucked on her
clit, harder and harder until she was biting her lip to keep from screaming.
Orgasmic tremors ran through her body as he continued to lavish her, drawing
out her pleasure.
“Holy fuck,” she
panted, her heart racing from the excitement. She had almost forgotten what it
was like to have mind-blowing orgasms. Mike always knew exactly how to take her
to the edge and make sure her ride lasted as long as possible.
“You’re gorgeous,
Soph. Absolutely stunning.”
She gazed up and
saw him grinning, his lips glimmering with her cum.
“Come here,” she
said. “Let me have a taste.”
He shifted her
legs off his shoulders because she sure as hell couldn’t move them yet. He
positioned himself on top of her, their heads now near the bottom of the bed.
She licked his lips.
“Mmm.”
He ground his body
against hers, letting her feel how hard he was again. “This is what happens
every time you moan, woman. I almost had to leave the table during dessert.”
She lifted her
hips off the bed, his cock pressing against her clit. He moved over her, her
slickness coating him. The question of whether or not they should use a condom
came to mind. She had an IUD in, but had he been safe each and every time he
was with someone else?
She learned her
lesson about the birth control pills she had been on when she got pregnant with
Ryan, thus the IUD. Mike may have had some crazy times, but he wasn’t stupid.
She knew he would never do anything to hurt her and she would do her very best
to not get pregnant again unless it was planned.
They had to
establish trust.
As he continued to
rub against her, her eyes searched his longing dark brown ones. The passion,
the desire, the future she saw there rocked her to the core as the words, “Make
love to me,” rolled off her tongue.
He immediately
thrust inside her, filling her so perfectly, ecstasy hitting every nerve ending
as he moved in and out of her with his arms enveloping her. She wrapped her
legs around him, drawing him in deeper, squeezing her vaginal muscles around
his hard cock.
“Baby,” he said with
bated breath.
He kissed her with
so much passion, she was heading toward the edge again. He moved his tongue
along her neck, leaving a heated trail as she ran her fingers over his
shoulders and back. He pushed up onto his arms so he could cup her breast, then
pinch her hard nipple.
“Do that again,”
she whimpered.
He moved his
attention to her other breast, the sensitive area aching for a little pain and
he delivered exactly what she wanted.
He rolled over,
pulling her on top of him, then sat up.
“Ride me, Soph,”
he requested, working his magical tongue and teeth on her tits.
She moved her body
up and down his shaft. She leaned back, circling her hips. Mike yanked her back
close to his body, his hands all over her. His need to have her as close as
possible was evident in his urgent touch.
She ground her
clit against his pubic bone, aching for another release. Mike’s finger dipped
into her puckered hole, the various pressures setting her off. Her orgasm
rolled through her as she clenched his cock, milking his pleasure from him
simultaneously. Lustful groans filled her room.
She loved watching
him peak. Was there anything better than coming at the same time as the man you
were in love with?
Yes, she really
did still love him. She never stopped.
Field of Passion
and Dreams
Book 1 of The Field Series
Graham Grayson is a hard worker and all around
gentlemen. His dream to play in the majors like his dad just came true. He was
called up to be the catcher for the Pittsburgh Buccaneers. On the day of team
photos, he meets photojournalist Jordan Michaela Roy.
Still grieving the loss of her dad, Jordan sets aside
emotions and memories of her sports reporter father to find her passion again
on the field as a sports photojournalist. While working spring training for
Major League Baseball, she never anticipates passion igniting off the field,
too.
Neither Graham nor Jordan can deny their explosive
attraction or the happiness they feel being with each other. Their fathers’
past friendship has them wondering about destiny.
While they worry about the demands of their careers,
traveling, and being in the public eye, nothing can prepare Graham for the
devastating news that makes him question life, his dream, and love.
Will Graham realize his mistakes before it is too late?
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Field of Trust
Book 2 of The Field Series
Buccaneers’ pitcher Tyson Best is captivated by vibrant
artist Cece Schmidt, and he is determined to uncover the mystery lurking in her
eyes.
Cece knows her one-night rule will never be enough with
Tyson. Frustrated with the hold her corrupted family still has over her, Cece
can no longer ignore her feelings for Tyson, despite his high-profile career
and the life she ran away from. After confessing partial truths about her past,
Cece and Tyson begin their secret romance.
Tyson knows they have a strong connection and refuses
to let someone special run out on him like his parents did years ago. In order
to protect Cece, he seeks the whole truth about her past and in the process
unveils crime and terror.
When Cece receives a threat from her uncle, she is
desperate to end the fear once and for all—but first, she will have to play a
dangerous game.
Will trust and love pull them through?
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Other
books by Jacqueline Anne
·
Sweet Lovers Series: All of You, Letting Go, and Mia Bella Anna
·
Awakening the Willow’s Heart
·
Make Me Forget
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