Field
of Passion and Dreams
Book One of The Field Series
Release
Date - November 2, 2016
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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Story
Excerpt
Jordan
realized she was downing her berry martini way too fast, hoping Mike would go
away or the drink would magically make him disappear—or at least make this
conversation less excruciating. Actually, to be a conversation, two people
would have to be participating. Mike was the only one talking and all about
himself. It seemed to be his favorite subject.
No
such luck. The martini did not possess the magical powers she was hoping for.
She
tried walking away a few times, but he boxed her in each time. She also
attempted to get Neal’s attention who was too busy on the other side of the
large room. She didn’t want to make a scene, but she also had dignity. A fine
balance Jordan was struggling with at the moment because she was certain this
man didn’t hear the word “no” very often. He was so full of himself, she was
beginning to find it humorous. She had to bite her lip to keep from laughing at
him. Jordan cussed at her tendency to laugh when she was in a bizarre
situation. She had done it the other day during Graham’s photo session when he
complimented her. Although she found that to be a different kind of ridiculous.
She
downed the rest of her drink and set it on the bar when she felt a warm hand on
the small of her back. As the heat rushed through her, she immediately knew who
it was before she even turned around.
“There
you are. I’ve been looking for you.”
She
turned to see Graham standing beside her. He pressed a soft, sweet kiss to her
cheek. The moment—the sensation—left her stunned at first, then tingling all
over. How in the world did he ignite so much in her with a simple touch?
She
gazed up and down his body, admiring how handsome he looked in his suit.
“May
I have this dance?” he kindly asked.
She
looked at Mike with the smirk he had on his face—one she would love to wipe
off. Then she turned to Graham, smiled and said ever-so-politely, “I would love
to.”
He
took her hand, kissed the top of it and led her to the dance floor. He was such
a gentleman. He drew her into his arms and began moving her around so naturally.
The man could definitely dance.
“Mike
should thank you, you know. I was close to decking him.”
Graham
chuckled. “I don’t doubt it. It would have been fun to watch.”
Jordan’s
lips curved. There was something special about Graham. She felt it but couldn’t
begin to comprehend it. The more she was around him, the more she wanted to
discover just what it was, despite the need to stay focused on her job.
“Thank
you for coming over, but I didn’t need to be rescued.”
“I
know you didn’t.”
Adult
Excerpt
Her tongue slid into his mouth. The taste
of the bittersweet lemonade from her meal
still lingered on her lips. With her arms and legs wrapped around him, he moved
a few steps forward and pressed her up against the wall. She moved a little and
sank down on him.
Graham groaned out his pleasure. “Damn,
you feel so fucking good.”
He
rocked into her and prized the feeling of her naked body relying on his
strength to hold her. He knew she was a strong woman, but having her like
this—giving him her whole body—made him want to pleasure her forever.
He dipped his head down, sucked on her
breasts and was rewarded with her moan. She moved her hands through his hair,
keeping his head down to show him where she wanted his attention at the moment.
He felt her muscles start to twitch.
“Oh God, Graham.”
He met her lips,
and their tongues played wildly. He thrust harder, banging their bodies against
the wall. Her pussy squeezed him as she soared through her orgasm pulling him
right along as they panted each other’s
name.
Sweaty and thoroughly pleased, he took a
step away from the wall, slid out of Jordan and set her down on her feet. Her
arms lingered around him as they caught their breath. She placed a sweet kiss
on his lips.
“How long do you think the fireworks will
last?”
Her sincere tone held so much hope. She
truly was an open, honest woman.
“I hope forever,” he answered truthfully
and kissed her forehead.
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