Curveball (Tennessee Terrors #9)

I kissed him on a dare. Turns out he’s famous. Max Murphy, starting pitcher for the Tennessee Terrors. Oh, and the single father of one of my students. Talk about a curveball. And now it seems I must make nice with the tattooed hottie, no matter how much his surly attitude grates on my nerves.

America’s heartthrob is throwing a pretty good season, and the press is all over us when we’re together—something I have experience with, and ran from long ago. When our accidental touches trigger heart-stuttering moments that are caught on camera, my bad boy offers a solution that...

I kissed him on a dare. Turns out he’s famous. Max Murphy, starting pitcher for the Tennessee Terrors. Oh, and the single father of one of my students. Talk about a curveball. And now it seems I must make nice with the tattooed hottie, no matter how much his surly attitude grates on my nerves.

America’s heartthrob is throwing a pretty good season, and the press is all over us when we’re together—something I have experience with, and ran from long ago. When our accidental touches trigger heart-stuttering moments that are caught on camera, my bad boy offers a solution that just might be a game changer—play along as man and wife.

But pulling off a fake marriage isn’t a walk in the ballpark, and it doesn’t take long before those touches are a whole lot more intentional . . . and the emotions crowding my heart feel a little bit like love.