Grace Reilly

I should be focusing on my game–not on falling for my gorgeous, grumpy roommate… especially since she’s already left me once.

Sebastian

It’s my final season to prove myself before the MLB Draft. The last thing I need is a distraction–and especially not one as tantalizing as Mia di Angelo.

She’s the drop-dead gorgeous astrophysicist-in-training who ditched me the moment I wanted to take us from casual to committed. Yeah. Ouch. But when she needs somewhere to stay for the summer… well. I offer her my place.

Being roommates shouldn’t be so hard. Not distracting at all. Not the least bit challenging…

Mia

I have two goals this summer: get into a study abroad program, and get over golden baseball god Sebastian Miller-Callahan.

Doesn’t mean it’s easy to stop thinking about him, but he deserves better than a prickly, career-focused girl like me. Our futures can’t be more different. The last thing I need is to play roommates with the only man who can set my body ablaze.

And all the feelings I’ve tried to pretend I never had? They come rushing back far too strong for either of us to ignore.

Stealing Home is a spicy new adult sports romance with reverse grumpy-sunshine, forced proximity/roommates, dual POV, and a guaranteed HEA. It is the third in a series of linked, yet standalone, novels in the Beyond the Play series.

A Reverse Grumpy-Sunshine College Sports Romance (Beyond the Play Book #3)

Stealing Home

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“Are you actually going to help, or are you just going to sit there stating the obvious?”

His grin is a flash of white in the dark. “Depends. You going to be a good girl and listen to me?”

“If you’re so sure, why do I need to say it?”

“A little direct communication never hurt anyone.”

“I know what I deserve, which is what I want. And what I want is for you to be in my life, whatever that looks like. Don’t you want me in your life too?”

She makes a noise that sounds as starved as I feel, and then we’re kissing, wrapped up in each other so tightly I’m not sure where I end and she begins.

If I think about it too hard, I start to spiral. The only thing to do is not think at all. To stay in the present, and hope the future is kind.

My mouth goes dry instantly. No one —absolutely no one— comes close to her beauty. I know every guy thinks they’ve landed the most gorgeous girl in the world, but me? I actually have her.

It’s so hard not to pull her down and roll us over, to kiss her until I steal the breath right from her lungs, to claim her until there’s no doubt in either of our minds that she’s mine and I’m hers.

“You’ll always be an angel to me. You might try to be a devil to everyone else, but you’re my angel.”

It’s like I had a crack in my heart, and I didn’t realize he was fixing it until it already happened.

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