Are you ready to see the cover for PLAY ME, Reader?

The next time I'm in your inbox, I will have that with me. And, let me just tell ya, you do not want to miss this. Come prepared with a napkin to catch your drool, though. 😉

I'll be sharing the synopsis (very) soon. But here's a little taste that I'm only sharing here ...

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He’s supposed to be playing rugby—not playing me.

I didn’t think it was possible to hate Gray Adler more than I already did. Then I got hired to babysit the Royals’ newest star and found out just how wrong I was.

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Wait. Just wait. Gray is going to irritate you, infuriate you, and have you ready to fight to make him yours! He's THAT GOOD. 🤤

PLAY ME comes out on August 15th, but you can (and should!) preorder here now. ​

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📖 What did I give 5 stars?

As of this weekend, I'm officially on (a much deserved!) vacation. I've started my vacation reading a little early (shhhhh!) and I just DEVOURED this one! It's live today from S.L. Scott and it's so swoony!

My small-town lovers especially are going to go bananas for this one!

I begged the author to let me share an excerpt with you since I was going to be raving about the book here. 🤣 She kindly sent one over. Enjoy!

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Excerpt:

“Don’t look, okay?” I request in a panic. Besides the plastic painfully burrowing into my stomach, the cool air of the room blows over my ass, causing goose bumps to populate across my skin. I reach around my back and lower the hem of my T-shirt down to cover my bare butt. I don’t think he can see anything else, but I have a feeling I’ll never live this down.

“I’m not looking, Lauralee.” Baylor Greene is back—in town, in my bed mostly naked, and now probably ogling my ass.

Now I’m left reeling that I’ve exposed even more due to the Olympic-worthy hurtling of my body across the room. I might have been successful in hiding the vibrator, but it makes it worse that I was busted and didn’t even get off earlier.

I’ve lost inspiration. And I was too tired from the long day to chase it. I drop my forehead to the mattress and close my eyes, unsure how long I’ll need to remain in this position. “Are you looking?” He chuckles. “This isn’t funny, Baylor.”

“It’s kind of funny.”

I slide my head to the side to see if he’s looking. He’s facing away from me, showing off the definition of his broad shoulders and back, and muscular ass and legs familiar with working out. He’s a freaking Adonis standing there like it’s no big deal that I, a mere mortal in his presence, am being granted permission to stare at a Roman god on earth.

I drop my head down again, needing to collect myself. The front never did disappoint. That rugged, hard jawline of his, and a perfect nose that still holds one of the things that makes him even more attractive—the slightest of dents near the bridge from a rodeo accident at thirteen. But it’s the blue eyes that run in his family, competing with the Texas summer sky and always vying for attention. I’d almost forgotten how potent even a glance from him could be.

​Read or listen to LEAD ME KNOT here!​

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