Cover Reveal & Excerpt
Intercepted
(His Game #3)
by
Emma Hart
Release
Day: April 13, 2015
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~ Synopsis ~
Four
people. Four goals. Four endings.
In the third and final book of the USA Today
bestselling By His Game series, the rules of the game no one knew they’d have
to play are blurring, and when the past becomes the opposing team, hearts
aren’t the only thing at stake of being lost…
Finding naked pictures of her best friend on her
boyfriend’s phone wasn’t in Everleigh White’s five year plan. Neither was
moving back to Los Angeles, the city of dreams that never managed to make hers
come true. There’s only so many years you can be in love with your best friend
before you realize he’s never going to love you back, after all. If only her ex
would stop showing up at the gym where she works, she’d be much happier.
Being a father at nineteen wasn’t how Reid North, the
Vipers’ wide receiver, imagined his life going, but when his ex-girlfriend
tricked him into parenthood, he accepted it. Eventually. Now, with his ex on
the verge of being released from prison, he’s holding onto full custody of his
seven year old son, Leo. Football and Leo have left Reid no time for dating…
Until Everleigh comes back.
His best friend his whole life, Everleigh never knew
Reid loved her. She left before he could tell her. Now she’s back in front of
him, and he’s not letting go. Even if all he gets is her friendship again. But
in a city like L.A., dreams come true when you’re least expecting it.
So do nightmares.
With their exes beating down their doors with demands
and explanations, their hesitant and building relationship is threatened at
every corner. They’re at serious risk of being intercepted by the past, and
that’s a ball Reid is determined to catch.
Except desperation can lead to stupidity—and Reid soon
realizes he can’t catch every ball, no matter how perfectly it’s thrown to him.
This time a fumble could cost more than a few points.
It could cost him everything.
(INTERCEPTED is the third and final book in the By His
Game series and can be read as a standalone, although it is advised to read
BLINDSIDED and SIDELINED before, in this order.)
~ Excerpt ~
I follow him down the sidewalk, feeling a little
antsy. I mean, he looks like Reid. Okay, an older Reid, but still Reid. He
sounds like Reid, he acts like Reid, but he… feels like someone else. He
doesn’t feel like the guy who dragged me out from behind curtains at parties
and forced me to the dance, or the guy who begged me to go to his high school
and college football games because he insisted he always caught better when I
was there.
He feels… rawer. Realer. Rougher.
And I’m terrified.
He was always the one person I struggled to say no to.
It was his eyes, and his smile, and the fact that I was crazy fucking in love
with him. I’m afraid that now, although four years have passed, that I won’t be
able to say no, either
That much is obvious by the fact I’m standing outside
a sandwich shop I’ve never seen in my life.
“Trust me,” Reid says, smiling as he pushes the door
open.
I stare at him flatly. Still, I follow him in like a
little puppy because I’m always game for a good sandwich.
“Two meatball subs,” Reid orders. “Both toasted with
cheese, but one with extra cheese. No salad or sauces on either.” Order done,
he looks back at me and winks.
God. He even remembers the sandwich.
“This isn’t good for my diet,” I mutter, following him
along the counter to the register.
“Or mine.” He smirks, glancing at me and running his
eyes over my body. “And for what it’s worth, you could probably have another
cheat day without it making a difference.”
I hit his arm again. “Shut up. You can’t perve on me.
It’s wrong.”
“That’s what you think.” He hands over twenty bucks
and raise his eyebrow at me. Then, leaning in, he whispers, “My cock thinks
different, Ever.”
I swallow. Well, shit. How am I supposed to respond to
that?
I’m not. That’s right. I’m not.
I take my warm sandwich from the counter and grip it
tightly, heading toward a table in the corner. I slide into the seat against
the wall and unwrap my sandwich at a snail’s pace. Each crinkle of the paper
surrounding it seems ten times louder than normal as I studiously ignore Reid’s
bulky, muscular form sitting opposite me.
Dammit. I shouldn’t be attracted to him. I shouldn’t
consider being attracted to him.
Sure, I was before. In the ‘you’re handsome, be my
Prince Charming’ kinda way. Now, though? Now it’s a, ‘holy crap, rip off my
clothes and ravish me on your backseat!’ kinda attracted.
I’m not saying either way is bad. I’m just saying that
I would prefer for the first type of attracted.
Maybe.
I bite into the sandwich so I don’t have to talk to
him. But, apparently, he doesn’t get the message.
“I didn’t know you worked at the gym.”
I swallow. “You say it like it’s the only gym in Los
Angeles.”
“It’s just... the gym.” He smirks. He studies me for a
second before the curve turns downward. “Why’d you leave, Ev?”
“You knew I was going.”
“Sure I did. I just didn’t know you were going Casper
on my ass and fucking off without a word.”
My eyes fall and I focus on my sandwich. Carelessly, I
pick at the top of the bread. “I had my reasons, okay? It was easier for me if
the media didn’t follow me so intently. You know they thought I was going to
star on Broadway instead of college.”
“God, you’re a damn shit liar, Everleigh White.”
“It’s the truth, Reid, okay? They were all up in Dad’s
business because of the Hartman movie, and when those Broadway rumors started
it was bullshit. I ran without anyone knowing so they wouldn’t follow me. It
lasted a week, but I didn’t have them timing my pees on the plane so there we
go.” I glance up. “Believe me, okay? I’m not lying.” Not entirely, anyway.
“Whenever you’ve told me you’re not lying, you’ve been
lying.” The force of his gaze makes me look up. “I still fucking know you,
Ever. You haven’t changed a single damn bit.”
“And you still can’t control your f-bomb,” I shoot
back.
“Says the girl who drops it like she drops the word
‘hi’ at a high school reunion.”
“Kiss my ass.”
“You offerin’, firecracker?”
“You taking me up on it?”
“I could flip you over this table in a second and you
know it.”
I narrow my eyes and grab my half-eaten sandwich.
Standing, I reach toward the trashcan and slam the screwed-up package into it,
leaving the lid to slam down as I turn on my heel and head for the door.
Reid says nothing. But he follows me. I hear his
footsteps against the tiled floor of the sandwich place, and he grabs the door
the second I let it go, stopping it from slamming.
My feet pound against the sidewalk. Jesus, I don’t
remember him being this so fucking infuriating before. Was he this demanding?
Or frustrating? Or goddamned annoying?
Hell to it all. Was he this fucking sexy?
No, siree. No, he was not.
And that’s the frickin’ problem.
Author Bio:
By day, New York Times and USA Today bestselling New
Adult author Emma Hart dons a cape and calls herself Super Mum to two beautiful
little monsters. By night, she drops the cape, pours a glass of whatever she
fancies - usually wine - and writes books.
Emma is working on Top Secret projects she will share
with her followers and fans at every available opportunity. Naturally, all Top
Secret projects involve a dashingly hot guy who likes to forget to wear a
shirt, a sprinkling (or several) of hold-onto-your-panties hot scenes, and a
whole lotta love.
She likes to be busy - unless busy involves doing the
dishes, but that seems to be when all the ideas come to life.
See where it all began.....
(His Game #1)
From Emma Hart, the New York Times bestselling author of the Game series, comes a brand new series where the game is realer, the tension is tighter, the sex is hotter, and the stakes are the highest of all…
Two people. Two agendas. Two games.
What happens when the out-there It-Boy of football meets the secret It-Girl of fashion?
As the daughter of Hollywood’s sweetheart, Leah Veronica can’t even buy a coffee without finding her face on a magazine stand, so it’s no wonder she’s launching her first fashion line in secret. With it debuting at New York Fashion Week in just under a month, extra time in the spotlight is the last thing she needs.
The son of the best quarterback the league has ever seen, filling legendary shoes as the L.A. Vipers’ quarterback was inevitable for Corey Jackson. So was meeting Leah Veronica—the first girl to hand him his ass without putting a hair out of place.
Getting the handsome, prickly blonde into his bed becomes his number one goal. But getting the sexy, over-confident footballer the hell away from her becomes Leah’s—at least until she realizes the best way to do that is to give him what he wants.
If only it was that simple.
When Corey discovers who she is, and private photos of Hollywood’s finest find their way online, everything they thought they knew is thrown into disarray.
And when secrets are exposed and hearts are shattered, they have to figure out if they’ve been blindsided by love or reality, and if it’s worth running the extra yard to win the game they never meant to play.
~ Links to Buy ~
Three
people. Three motives. Three reasons.
When the game leaves the field in the second book in
the USA Today bestselling BY HIS GAME series and mixes with sex, lies, and
betrayal, the future isn't the only thing on the line...
Macey Kelly has sworn off men. Unless they’re going to
zip in and out of her apartment—and her vagina—quicker than they can give her
an orgasm, she’s not interested. Finding out her boyfriend of three years got her
cousin pregnant was a total confidence knock. Luckily for Macey, confidence is
something she has in abundance, so all Mitch’s asshole
move did was make her pretty cynical toward men.
The last thing Jack Carr needs at the start of the
season is for a dark-haired, sexy as sin, gyspyesque beauty to be consuming his
thoughts. Football is his life, which leaves no time for girls. Unless they’re
the love ‘em and leave ‘em girls. Becoming one of the best running backs the
league has ever seen by racking up the yards is his top priority… not bedding
Macey Kelly, despite her affinity for blow jobs and total sexual abandon.
Avoiding each other is the perfect solution, but when
your best friends are in a serious living together kind of relationship, that
isn’t always an option. Sometimes, sex on tap is the easiest option. And the
sweetest.
Until Mitch shows up with a bombshell that could
shatter Macey’s perfectly carved out life. It’s been a year, but he isn’t
giving her up, not now he has a chance at winning her back. And he knows her
buttons. Every single one of them.
Unfortunately for him, Jack Carr isn’t a loser. The
star running back has his eye on the Vince Lombardi—and on Macey. But seeing
her hanging between them both isn’t something he’s down with, not when he
discovers why she’s so against anything more-ish, as she puts it.Macey quickly
realizes she’s the ball being passed between two desperate yet opposing teams,
and that only one of them can score the touchdown. But will the winner be the
guy she lived with and loved for three years, or will the winner be the guy who
understands her and makes her body come alive?
In this game, someone will be sidelined, and calling
the play isn’t always as easy as it seems.
(SIDELINED is a full-length, standalone novel. It's
not necessary to read BLINDSIDED before this book, but it is advised.)
~ About the Author ~
By day, New York Times and USA Today bestselling New Adult author Emma Hart dons a cape and calls herself Super Mum to two beautiful little monsters. By night, she drops the cape, pours a glass of whatever she fancies - usually wine - and writes books.
Emma is working on Top Secret projects she will share with her followers and fans at every available opportunity. Naturally, all Top Secret projects involve a dashingly hot guy who likes to forget to wear a shirt, a sprinkling (or several) of hold-onto-your-panties hot scenes, and a whole lotta love.
She likes to be busy - unless busy involves doing the dishes, but that seems to be when all the ideas come to life.
~ Connect with Emma ~
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