This is an exclusive sneak peek of
(A standalone novel)
Release date 1/18/2016
A
Contemporary Romance novel
New
York Times & USA Today Bestseller
Vi Keeland
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Excerpt from THE
BALLER
“You
ready?” Nick slung his bag over his shoulder and lifted his camera. The
reporter in front of us wrapped up his interview and shook hands with Easton.
As I’ll
ever be. “Sure.”
I
stepped forward and extended my hand. “I’m Delilah Maddox with WMBC Sports
News.”
A
slow grin spread across Easton’s face. He surprised me by leaning in and
kissing me on the cheek. “Pleasure to meet you.”
I
wasn’t sure if he was baiting me into an argument—expecting me to lash out at
him for kissing me when he’d just shaken the last male reporter’s hand—or if he
was trying to use his blatant sexuality to throw me off. Either way, I wasn’t
playing his game. I cleared my throat and stood straighter, even though my
knees felt a little wobbly.
“Do
you mind if I ask you some questions?”
“Why
else would you be in here?”
I
ignored his sarcasm. He was still smiling at me. Actually, it was more like a
smirk, and it made me feel like a toy he was about to play with. “You ready,
Nick?” My cameraman finished setting up the lighting, then lifted the camera
into position and gave me a hand signal.
“Congratulations
on the win today, Brody. How is your knee feeling after your first game back?”
I lifted my microphone high, knowing Nick was filming in close.
“I
feel . . . ” He nonchalantly reached to the towel wrapped around his waist and
tugged at the corner. The towel fell to the ground. “Great. I feel great. And
how about you? It’s your first trip into the locker room, isn’t it? Do you like
what you see so far?” His lips curled up into a full-blown wicked smile.
Before
I could catch myself, my eyes dropped to his naked lower half. Shit. He was
dangling in the wind. I totally got distracted by just how low the thing
dangled. It was probably a full minute before I responded to his question. A
full minute of dead air time. Great. “Yes. Umm . . . the locker room is . . . ummm . . . nice.”
I
sounded like a total ditz. On air.
The
jackass continued interviewing me. “Is it as big as you thought it would be?”
“Ummm . . . it’s
much bigger than I imagined.”
His
smile grew even wider.
Ugh.
I needed
to get back on track or my first locker room interview would become a
laughingstock blooper. Viewers had no idea he was naked from the waist down. “Do
you think you were at one hundred percent today?”
His
eyebrows jumped. “If you’re referring to today’s game, definitely. I had one
hundred percent out there on the field. There’re some other areas where I have
a lot of growth potential, but my knee felt one hundred percent today.”
His
pale green eyes darkened, and I watched his long lashes lower. I followed his
line of sight, and suddenly I was staring at his naked package. Again. Damn it.
My eyes darted back up, but I felt my cheeks heating. I had to end this, or I
was going to be beet red on air.
“Well,
welcome back. And congratulations on today’s win.”
I
waited until Nick lowered his camera and turned off the light. Then I looked
right at Brody Easton’s smug face. “You’re an asshole, you know that?”
His
eyes sparkled. “I do.”
I
heard the chuckles and high fives at my back as I stormed out of the locker
room.
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The first time I met Brody Easton was in the men’s
locker room.
It was my first interview as a professional
sportscaster.
The famed quarterback decided to bare all.
And by all, I don’t mean he told me any of his
secrets.
No. The
arrogant ass decided to drop his towel, just as I asked the first question. On camera.
The Super Bowl MVP quickly adopted a new hobby—screwing
with me.
When I pushed back, he shifted from wanting to
screw with me, to wanting to screw me.
But I don’t date players.
And it’s not because I’m one of the few women
working in the world of professional football.
I’d date an athlete.
It’s the other kind of player I don’t
date.
You know the type. Good looking, strong, cocky, always looking
to get laid.
Brody Easton was the ultimate player.
Every woman wanted to be the one to change him.
But the truth was, all he needed was a girl
worth changing for.
Turned out, I was that girl.
Simple right?
Let’s face it.
It never is.
There’s a story between once upon a time
and happily ever after…
And this one is ours.
Vi Keeland is a native New
Yorker with three children that occupy most of her free time, which she
complains about often, but wouldn't change for the world. She is a bookworm and
has been known to read her kindle at stop lights, while styling her hair,
cleaning, walking, during sporting events, and frequently while pretending to
work. She is a boring attorney by
day, and an exciting smut author by night!
Additional
Books by Vi Keeland
Life
on Stage series (2 standalone books)
Beat
Throb
MMA Fighter series (3 standalone
books)
Worth
the Fight (MMA Fighter Series, Book One)
Worth The Chance
(MMA Fighter Series, Book Two)
Worth
Forgiving (MMA Fighter Series, Book Three)
The Cole Series (2
book serial)
Belong
to You (Cole Series, Book One)
Made
for You (Cole Series, Book Two)
Standalone
novels
Left
Behind (A Young Adult Novel)
First
Thing I See
THANK
YOU!
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