Interference
Brayden: I'm a goddamn prodigy. It's true. Ask anyone. I threw
my first curveball the day I was born. The whole damn town is
waiting on me. To live up to my father's famous name. To reach
for the stars. All I want to reach for is her. But Ashley is the
sweet addiction I can't afford. She's my best friend's sister. Hell,
she's practically my little sister. For years, I've protected her from
guys that want one thing. What happens now that I've turned into
one of them? Who's gonna shield her from the way I was made,
from my little white lies and from what I'm about to become? My
game plan sounds simple: Pitch my way into the Major League
draft and stay out of Ashley Foster's pants. That first part may be
statistically difficult. The second feels damn near impossible.
Ashley: From the moment we met, I knew he was trouble. The
kind my mother sent me to find. The type that ruins you for any
other brand. When we were young kids, I didn't know what to call
the frogs and butterflies that danced in my belly whenever
Brayden came near. Now I know they have a name. Those three
little words that could heal or destroy him. Before Brayden, my
life was normal. And then it wasn't. It couldn't be. Ever again.
How was I to know stealing his seat would change all our lives?
Anger and forgiveness share two halves of the same coin. Our
story might make you choose sides.
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