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Play Me (Brit Boys Sports #4)

Author/Writer of Book/Novel:

J.H. Croix

Language:
English
ISBN/ ASIN:
B074V7C2GN
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One kiss…so hot it scalded me.
One year later…a second chance to give her the one thing she’s never had.

I’ve known Daisy for years.
She’s all curves, but I’m not supposed to notice.
Because we’re just friends.
I want her anyway.
She wants two things—commitment and that elusive O.
I can only give her one, so I make a deal.
One month and more O’s than she can count.
Relationships are messy, and I don’t do messy.
I’ve never had a problem keeping my distance.
But the clock is ticking.
This was supposed to be easy.
I didn’t count on wanting more.

*This is a steamy, full-length standalone romance with a guaranteed happily-ever-after. No cliffhangers. Nothing but steamy romance & HEA!

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Chapter 1

Tristan

I rounded a corner, heading down the hallway to my office, and collided with a woman walking so fast, she nearly knocked me over. Her blonde hair flew in my face, and she caught her balance by grabbing onto my arm.

“Oh my God! I’m so… Ack!”

The woman exclaimed as her feet scrambled and, hell if I know how, she managed to drag us both to the floor in her tumble. It was then my body discovered that this woman was a veritable buffet of curves. I could feel her full breasts pressing against my chest and, as luck would have it, my cock was nestled at the apex of her luscious thighs. I still had no fucking clue who she was, but my body would’ve been happy to stay right where I was.

Small problem—she was wiggling out from under me inside of a second. “Oh my God! I can’t believe that just happened.”

Her voice sounded familiar, but I couldn’t place it.

I had some manners, so I rolled to the side and pushed myself up. I glanced down to see her brushing her blonde hair away from her face and looking up at me. My heart nearly cracked a rib with its swift kick.

Daisy Knight sat on the hallway floor before me. Bloody hell, she was gorgeous. The last time I’d seen her had been almost a year ago. We had what I’d chalked up to an almost one-night stand I’d yet to forget. We hadn’t even finished the act, and she’d left me more tied up than any woman—ever. I’d hoped to see her again and pick up where we left off. Yet, whether by accident or design, Daisy managed to avoid me so completely ever since then I figured that was her preference. Given that her two best friends were married to two of my best mates, I didn’t doubt she’d gone out of her way to avoid seeing me. I had plenty of other things to focus on and eschewed attachments, so I’d figured I’d never get the chance to find out how amazing sex with her could have been.

Daisy’s wide brown eyes met mine. Staring down at her with the feel of her body imprinted against mine, my cock twitched. Her lips parted—her plump lips with her slightly lopsided smile. I could see the rise and fall of her breasts with her breath. It didn’t fucking help matters she was wearing a blouse that pulled tightly across them. My eyes dipped into the valley between them. My cock hardened, and I dragged my eyes up. Right. We were in the hallway in the medical research wing of the hospital. It wouldn’t do to have me leering at her.

I held a hand out. “Hello, Daisy. Long time, no see,” I said, keeping my tone level.

She gripped my hand, and I helped her up. Once she was standing, she brushed her hands over her skirt and adjusted her blouse. None of that made me forget a single inch of her delectable body. But I had manners and needed to respect the distance she seemed to want to keep from me. I took a step back.

“What brings you here?” I finally asked.

Her cheeks were slightly pink. Between the heavy fall of her blonde hair, those wide doe eyes, and her porcelain skin, the subtle flush nearly did me in.

She straightened her shoulders. “Hello Tristan. It has been a while, hasn’t it?”

I nodded and considered whether it was worth mentioning the last time I saw her. Likely not, so I stayed quiet.

“Actually, I’m here to see Dr. Wells. He’s temporarily covering the clinic for one of the studies I manage,” she explained. “They told me his office was down here, but nothing’s marked, so I lost track. What are you doing here?”

My heart gave another kick to my ribs. Daisy had known I’d graduated from medical school. She also had to know I’d been sidelined from playing ball last season after a brutal injury to my left knee. I’d spent most of my life playing football, otherwise known as soccer here in the United States. I’d signed with the Seattle Stars a few seasons back, along with several mates from England. All through university and through my professional career, I’d kept on track and finished my medical degree. It had been loads of work, but I’d known I wanted something other than sports for my career because it wouldn’t last forever. I was lucky enough to be able to return to play soon with my knee finally back up to speed.

For now though, I was temporarily running the research clinic within the hospital while the director was traveling. A clinic that happened to have signed onto a study for a new medication trial before I took over. It was ideal for me because I didn’t want a long-term position, just something to fill in for the next month or so. I should’ve connected the dots and realized they led straight back to Daisy, seeing as she was a lead medical researcher at the company the clinic had partnered with for the study. She appeared to have completely forgotten my last name.


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