What makes a hero? That’s the question I’ve been pondering for this post. Is it a sense of fair play that’s unshakable? An ability to always be courageous in the face of danger? Is it superhuman ethical displays and muscles bumpier than the Rocky Mountains?
A hero is that man who drags his butt home at the end of an exhausting day and kisses his wife with a passion that’s still burning after three children and fifteen years and has a ready smile for her—one that reaches clear to his eyes. And if he can make her melt with that smile then he’s a hero, someone worth writing about. Because any man who still has his woman’s heart after the honeymoon’s gone and life has kicked them around a little is a man worth his weight in gold.
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Stealing Home by Jennifer Seasons
Love may be just a game, but the baseball players in Jennifer Seasons' sexy diamonds and dugouts series— they're playing for keeps!
Mark Cutter has it all: a lucrative baseball career, fast cars, and faster women—and all thanks to his priceless good luck charm. At least, that's what he thinks before Lorelei Littleton shows up. Next thing he knows, he's waking up alone, the sexy brunette has vanished, and his good luck charm is gone. More than a little curious about the wicked-hot cat burglar and determined to get his property back, Mark's going to track down the thief and make her pay—big time.
Maybe Lorelei feels a tiny bit guilty for stealing Mark's good luck charm, but when it's worth $100,000 and the money could save her niece's life? She's not losing sleep over it . . . but him? Lorelei can't get the ballplayer with the bad attitude out of her head. And now he's come after her with more than just revenge in his eyes. Lorelei has a choice: turn over the charm and lose the money, or keep it and risk losing everything . . . including her heart.
Excerpt from STEALING HOME:
She watched him go as her libido went haywire. Raked her gaze over his broad shoulders, down his back and narrow waste, over his firm butt and heavy thighs. Her mind flashed back to the first night they’d met, to the image of his bare chest and flat stomach. She had to bite back a moan.
Leslie appeared at her side, a glass of red wine in her hand. “Why are you still sitting here? Go after him, Lorelei.”
Why was she still there? This was her opportunity to experience what it felt like to be truly desired by a man, and to desire him back with equal intensity. Her chance to experience Mark Cutter.
Was she woman enough to handle it?
She glanced up at Leslie and demanded, “Tell me again that he’s worth it.”
Leslie’s smile was sympathetic and her voice was full of encouragement when she murmured, “He’s so worth it, Lorelei. So absolutely, totally worth it.”
With shaking hands she pushed from the table and stood. She took a step and stopped. The drink Mark had brought her still sat completely full on the table and she snatched it up and downed it in one long gulp, sat it back down with a thump.
Leslie gave her arm a reassuring squeeze and nudged her in the back. “Go to him.”
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