SERIES COVER REVEAL
Series: Over the Fence
Author: Carrie Aarons
Genre: New Adult, Sports Romance
Cover Design: Carrie Aarons
RELEASING DECEMBER 1,
2015
#3 Catching to Win
BLURB
Kelsey O'Brien is the definition of a free spirit. She goes
where she wants, when she wants, and takes to bed who she wants. And when she
arrives back at Grover University after eight months on an African animal
preserve, it’s her best friend, who recently sprouted abs and a panty-dropping
beard, that has caught her eye. As their friendship turns physical, Kelsey
begins to form feelings she swore she'd never have for anyone. But when the
past she's not ready to face finds her, she must make a decision whether to
stop running, or confront the truth.
The first time Clint Bellows laid eyes on Kelsey, he fell
hard. Too bad she looked right through him. A year and countless hours in the
gym later, she's back and hardly recognizes him and his new body. After a
drunken encounter takes them over the line of friendship, Clint agrees to
Kelsey's proposal of a benefits-added relationship. Only he's playing for
keeps, and is willing to round all of the bases trying to score the
self-proclaimed gypsy.
She's running from her demons. He's committed to winning her
over. Can he catch her in time, or will she be out of his grasp before he can
blink?
EXCERPT
When we got inside, the blaring
hip hop music was only coming from one corner of the house. Kelsey's corner.
I waved the guys off, signaling
that I would take care of the problem. As I got closer, I could make out the
lyrics, "Drunk in loveee. We be all night! Loveee. Loveee. We be all
night!"
Chuckling to myself on her choice
of song, I knocked on the door. Waited a few seconds, nothing. This time I
banged my entire fist in an effort to rattle the wood on its hinges. Still
nothing.
"Roo..." I opened her
door, letting myself in, and stopped dead at the sight in front of me. Kelsey
was in the middle of the room, her hair piled on the top of her head like some
fiery tornado, a glass filled to the brim with red wine in her hand. And she
was dancing like a mad woman.
She donned a white tank top that
exposed the sides of her breasts and entirely-too-large grey sweatpants that
pooled over her feet, making her look like a dwarf. She was utterly adorable
and fucking mouthwateringly sexy.
At the creek of the door she turned,
her naturally red lips splitting in a megawatt smile.
“Hi!”
I could tell from her dancing and
the slight blush of her cheeks that she was tipsy. It made her even cuter.
“Hi yourself. What’re you doing
there?” I couldn’t help her infectious smile from spreading across my face too.
She shook her hips wildly as the
song changed to something faster. Pitbull maybe. But I was never good with
music. “I had a long, hard day. Kickass, but fucking hard! So I’m dancing.”
Kelsey makes this more evident by
raising the wine glass to her lips, taking a huge swig, and then raising it
above her head and twirling in circles.
I drop my baseball bag on her
floor and toe my sneakers off. Then I join her in the middle of the floor, and
begin to move.
She gives a happy shout and moves
closer to me, joining her free hand with mine and swinging both of our arms.
“I had my fingers up a zebra’s
ass today. Well technically, it was a whole fist!” She announces this like it's
the most normal thing in the world while I pull quickly out of her grasp.
Kelsey giggles at my repulsion.
“Oh my god, bro! Don’t worry I
had gloves on. But I did have to juggle her placenta in there...”
“Kels, stop. I am going to throw
up.”
She did that sexy little giggle
again and raised the glass to her lips. As she took it away and swallowed, she
then raised it to mine. I let her pour some into my mouth, watching her
cinnamon eyes over the brim. I knew the instant desire sparked in them, and I
could feel myself harden in the mesh shorts I wore.
Reaching up, I held the delicate
stem in my fingers and pried it out of her hand. Setting it down on the desk, I
began to stalk toward her like she was the meal and I was ravenous.
AVAILABLE NOW IN THE OVER THE FENCE SERIES
#1 Pitching to Win
GOODREADS LINK: https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/27221064-catching-to-win
#2 Hitting To Win
AUTHOR BIO
They say those who can't do, teach. Well, Carrie has no
hand-eye coordination, and her idea of romance is a Netflix marathon complete
with Thai food. So, she writes sports romance novels instead.
Beginning her writing career as a journalist, Carrie wrote
about real-life crime and scandal before turning to the fantasy world of
fiction. She lives with her husband in an apartment they are constantly
outgrowing.
AUTHOR LINKS
Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/carrieaarons
Website: http://carrieaarons.com/
Twitter: https://twitter.com/authorcarriea
@givemebooksblog and @authorcarriea
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