With: Amy Fellner Dominy

“We can win
this thing, Walters. I mean, how can we lose? I’m charming and insightful, and
you understand the nuances of the game. Plus, you’re a girl.”
I blink in disbelief. “That’s what I bring to this
team? I’m a girl.”
“It’s a bonus. Sets us apart. How many others will
have a girl who knows her shit the way you do?” His head tilts as he studies
me. “Especially one who’s so pretty.”
My jaw drops. “Am I supposed to be flattered?
Because that’s incredibly sexist, not to mention patronizing and...”
“Demeaning?” he adds helpfully.
He laughs. “It’s just an observation. Right
now our camera is fixed on the field, but there might be opportunity for video,
too. And you have nice eyes. Except when you frown and you get these weird
slash marks between your eyes.” He points. “Yeah. Like those. I love the
vintage tees, but your sandals are hideous. We’ll cut those out of our
publicity photo.”
“Publicity photo?”
“We need to submit it with our game tape.”
It’s all I can do not to scream. “There is going to
be no game tape. I’m not saying yes.”
“Because I don’t like your sandals?”
“Leave my sandals out of this!”
“That’s my point exactly.” His eyes gleam. “See,
we’re already in agreement.”
ANNOUNCING TROUBLE

I may know everything there is to know about baseball, but that doesn’t mean I have to like it. Or like him. Garrett Reeves: sidelined player and the embodiment of everything I’ve learned to hate about baseball. He’s gorgeous, he’s cocky, he’s laser-focused on getting back in the game, no matter the cost.
When he convinces me to call games alongside him, our chemistry heats up the booth. We’re goodtogether, whether I want to admit it or not. I’m finding that I like baseball again, but even worse, I’m liking Garrett. A lot.
But when he has to decide between our future and a new shot at his dreams, I know baseball will win out every time.
Disclaimer: This Entangled Teen Crush book has tons of hilarious banter, lots of sexual tension, and a hero who will throw a wild pitch right at your heart.
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