"A.S. Teague brings the feels with this one, y'all. The
Hardest Hit
is the kind of book that sinks its claws into your heart and doesn't let go.
Five well-earned stars from me." -LK
Farlow,
Amazon bestselling author
The Hardest Hit, an all-new
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My friends used to tell me ‘What
happens in Vegas stays in Vegas.’ Clearly they lied, because there was no way
the chemistry I had with Mel could ever be left behind.
However, my children, her career, and
nine hundred miles between us meant that for seven years, Melanie Holstein was
the one who got away.
I was Aiden Shaw, first-round draft
pick turned the best quarterback the league had ever seen. I worked hard to
secure my position in football history while balancing life as a single dad.
Through it all, my Vegas spitfire was never far from my mind.
And considering her best friend was
now with my best friend, it was pure and utter torture.
When my career took a devastating
turn, Mel was the first person at my side. I was broken and defeated, but that
stubborn woman was determined to piece me back together.
I liked to pretend Mel and I were
destined for greatness, but Lady Luck had never been on our side. And the
tragedy that followed might have been the hardest hit of all.
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Excerpt
“Fine. I won’t argue
anymore.” Brooke finally relented to letting me loan her more money so that we
didn’t have to leave so early.
But suddenly, leaving didn’t sound like
such a bad idea.
My face split into a
grin, and I swayed toward her, whispering, “That’s my girl. Now, don’t be
obvious, but there is a fuckin hottie at the table across from us who has been
eyeing you since we sat down.”
I didn’t mention that I
only knew he’d been eyeing her because I’d been having some serious visual
foreplay with his buddy.
Brooke looked to the
craps table where five men were cheering every time their numbers hit, clapping
each other on the back and whooping. Her jaw dropped and I giggled.
After a full thirty
seconds of her staring open-mouthed across the smoky area, she blinked and I
hissed, “Yessssss.”
“I… um… think he’s
looking at you.”
“Pshhhh.” I elbowed her
and glanced back over to where both men had stopped what they were doing and
were watching us almost expectantly. “That’s all you, girl. The guy beside him
is a different story. Mister Dreamy over there, though, only has eyes for
Brooke.”
“Who’s Brooke?” she
whispered.
I couldn’t stop the
sharp burst of laughter that erupted from my lips, and she grabbed her wine
glass and drained it in one swallow.
I grabbed my own and
followed her lead. Game on!
“Shit, I think I just
had an out-of-body experience,” she whispered.
I scooped up my pile of
chips and dumped them into my clutch. “Hopefully, you’ll have another one later
tonight. Let’s go talk to them.”
“No, no, no,” Brooke
objected as I dragged her by the arm to the group of guys. “Mel, stop. We can’t
just…”
I gave her a gentle
shove and she teetered on her heels, careening right into the back of the guy
who had been watching her. And when he turned, I knew that my work there was
done.
It was time to go take
care of my own business.
“See something you
like?” I asked, stopping in front of my date for the evening, whether he knew
it or not.
He leaned in close and
whispered in my ear, “I’ve never seen anything so breathtaking in my life.”
I tipped my head back
to look at him, a response frozen in my throat.
The side of his mouth
hitched as he stared down at me, his thick lashes giving a spectacular show.
I braced for what he
was going to say next. Sexy as he was, I still needed him to have a
personality, or it would never work… not even for a one-night stand.
He wedged a hand in the
pocket of his jeans and murmured, “That took you long enough. I was worried I’d
lost my charm and I was going to have to summon a smoke signal in order to ask
you out.”
My brows shot up and a
smile curled my lips. “Walking over to meprobably
would have been easier.”
“Maybe. But then I
would have missed the view of those sexy legs as they carried you over here.”
He leaned in close. Not touching me physically, but his proximity was a
tangible caress of its own. “Trust me when I tell you, it was well worth the
wait.”
My breath hitched as he
leaned away, that seductive grin still firmly in place.
“I’m Aiden. And you
are?”
Whoever the hell you want me to be.
“Mel. Er… Melanie.
Whatever. I answer to both.”
He nodded, his gaze
dropping to my mouth. “Nice to meet you, Mel.”
That was the exact
moment I realized that I’d been wrong. It wasn’t Lady Luck who had been on my
side. For the way my entire body was heating, this man had to have been the
work of the devil himself.
And I was completely
okay with that.
About A.S. Teague
A.S. Teague enjoys the warmth of South Carolina with her
husband and two daughters. The stereotypes about peach cobbler and sweet tea
are not overstated. After years in the medical field, she is now enjoying every
minute of being a stay-at-home mom. She loves wine, the beach, wine on the
beach, and crying at Disney movies. When she doesn't have a book in her hand,
she can be found pestering her husband with pictures of animals she wants to
rescue, as well as debating whether to exercise or take a nap.
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