⚾*.¸¸.*⚾ CLEAT CHASER ⚾*.¸¸.*⚾
By Author Celia Aaron and Sloane Howell
Publication Date: March 17th 2016
Kyrie Kent hates baseball. She hates players even more. When her best friend drags her to a Ravens game, she spends the innings reading a book… Until she gets a glimpse of the closer—a pitcher who draws her like magnet. Fighting her attraction to Easton Holliday is easy. All she has to do is keep her distance, avoid the ballpark, and keep her head down. At least, all that would have worked, but Easton doesn’t intend to let Kyrie walk so easily. When another player vies for Kyrie’s attention, Easton will swing for the fences. But will Kyrie strike him out or let him steal home?
Full disclosure: This is an erotic romance full of hot guys in tight baseball pants, even more guys in tight baseball pants who know how to swing a big stick, and explicit sex.
“So no actual p in v then?”
“No, just f in v.” I wiggled my fingers.
“I got t in v.” She stuck her tongue out at me.
“You win.” I shook my head and caught a glimpse of my phone on the nightstand. The notification light was blinking.
I picked it up and swiped across the screen. There were four messages—all from a strange number.
5:30 a.m. Hi Kyrie. It’s Easton. I just wanted to say what a great time I had with you last night. Hope we can do it again soon.
5:32 a.m. I don’t mean do the awkward thing with walking in on my sister again soon. I meant the dinner and the stuff after.
5:34 a.m. I mean, we don’t have to do the things we did after dinner again, if you don’t want to. I just want to spend time with you. But if you wanted to do those things, I’d love to do them.
5:38 a.m. I’m sorry for all the messages except maybe the first one. Please call or text anytime. I have practice til noon, but then I’m available anytime. Talk to you soon.
“You own that D.” Nikki had been reading over my shoulder. She squealed and fell back, kicking her feet in the air.
“I don’t own a D.” I put my phone down and stared at it as if it were poisonous. “How did he get my number?”
Nikki stopped kicking and sat up next to me, twirling a lock of hair around her finger. “It’s a mystery.”
“What? Why do you always think it’s me?” She shrugged.
“Because it always is you.” I pinned her with a scowl.
She puffed her lips into a pout. “You aren’t going to text him back?”
“No. I need to slow things down.” I wanted to text him, call him, jump in my car and go watch him practice in those tight pants. But I wasn’t about to rush into anything. Stopping and thinking would be the key to keeping my heart safe.
“Slow down? No. You need to text him.” She tried to grab for my phone.
I smacked her hand away. “Give me a minute okay? I said I’d think about seeing him. I just need some time.”
She leaned back and stared at me, her brown eyes searching my face. “You promise you’ll give him a chance?”
“I’ll think about it. That’s all I’m going to say.” I stood and went to my dresser before dressing in a t-shirt and yoga pants. “Want to go eat big bowls of cereal and watch mind-numbing TV?”
“You know me so well.” Nikki rose and flounced past, giving me a playful slap on the ass as she went.
I stared at myself in the dresser mirror. Despite what I’d told Nikki, I couldn’t decide if I really wanted to give Easton a chance. I didn’t know if I could handle another heartbreak, especially when I already knew what it was like chasing after a man who ate, slept, and dreamed baseball. Would Easton be any different?
Celia Aaron is the self-publishing pseudonym of a published romance and erotica author. She loves to write stories with hot heroes and heroines that are twisty and often dark.
Sloane Howell lives in the Midwest United States and writes dirty stories. When not reading or writing he enjoys hanging out with his family, watching sports, playing with the dogs, traveling, and engaging his readers on social media. You can almost always catch him on Twitter posting something goofy.
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My rating: 5 of 5 stars
!OMG! ABSOBLOODYLUTELY FANTASTIC!
!WHAT A FABULOUS, CAPTIVATING, FUCKING HILARIOUS, ENTERTAINING READ THIS WAS!!
I Love You So Hard Celia Aaron & Sloane Howell! I never letting you out of my sight!! WOW!
Cleat Chaser is a romantic/sports/comedy that not only had me flipping the pages non-stop, but in addition had me laughing out loud, regardless where I was standing!
It’s very rare that I read a Sport Romance, but this book prove me wrong. It turn out to be such an amazing experience. It’s a great story, and so very different than what I had imagine.
❣I’m in love with Easton Holliday❣
This is a fast-paced standalone. Beautifully well-written, with loving/memorable and well-developed characters. I loved that even though this was a fun, hot, flirty and sexy romance, it did had a really great storyline. One that is entertaining, intriguing, captivating and amusing. Is about taking chances and fighting for what you want.
I have to say though, that this book was very addictive. I read it in one sitting and couldn’t put it down. This was definitely a really great read!
ARC courtesy of the Author in exchange for my honest review.