A slow burn, forced proximity, antagonism to lovers tennis romance, with a splash of murder
by Layla Pine
“Dear God, pardon my French, but please don’t let me fuck this up!”
Melanie Black is cursed – just ask her crazy superstitious mother.
Her tennis career is teetering on the brink of fabulousness, but she can’t seem to make it past a quarter-final. She’s also longing for a break in her yearlong sex-drought, which is proving difficult when the only men she sees with any regularity are her hard-arse coach Steve and his infuriating (but hot as Hell) son, Joel. Oh, and her best friend Brad, but he doesn’t really count.
But Mel’s luck is about to change, as she finally breaks her quarter-final curse, and gets an invite for sexy-times with tennis superstar and renowned playboy Pete Levine. Things seems to be looking up, until a sudden, horrific event turns everything upside down.
Desperate times call for desperate measures, and she and Joel decide to work together to try and deal with the fallout and pick up the pieces of Mel’s career, even as their teasing, antagonistic relationship begins to feel the strain of constant proximity…
…Mel’s tennis career may be getting back on track, but as other parts of their lives spin out of control, things between the two are bound to become explosive – one way or another.
Author of steamy / spicy contemporary and paranormal romances
Layla has been writing stories ever since she could pick up a pencil and shape words. The most memorable works of her tween and teen years included a rap version of 'Little Red Riding Hood' and an embarrassingly pornographic high school camp/murder mystery (which was possibly a sign of things to come). Layla studied Communications at Newcastle University in NSW, Australia, and worked as a buyer and marketing coordinator in the education sector, before joining her husband in the family retail business. That's still her day job (she's very lucky her boss is pretty lenient, or she'd never get any writing done). Layla lives on an acreage in regional NSW with her husband, two rambunctious children, three mostly feral cats, and two wilful Corgis called Kingston and Empress (you can read about them in Hating Dr Fox). When she's not writing, or reading, she's bellowing Taylor Swift at the top of her lungs.
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