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Hey everyone! I’m Leigh Carman and I’m releasing Fair Catch, book 2 of Dreamspinner’s Players of LA series. It’s a standalone, so don’t worry if you haven’t read book 1, though characters do make cameos at times.
Fair Catch, and book 1, Match Point, are in my favorite genre—sports romance. I love everything about professional sports, the competition, the determination, and the raw masculinity involved. Football is my favorite sport. This means Fair Catch is a win-win for me, my favorite sport in my favorite genre. Score!
In the book, Van Archer, one of the best wide receivers in the league, has his world thrown completely off balance by Toby Bennett, a quiet, introverted yoga instructor. They meet in the club that Toby’s best friend Leo, dragged him to against his wishes. Here’s a little peek at the moment Toby sees Van, from Toby’s POV.
Humiliated, I dash out of the bathroom and into the poorly lit hall. My dick is still hard as a rock from the sexy sounds emanating from the men in the stall, likely hooking up for a quick, anonymous blowjob. With my chest heaving, I lean against the wall and try to will away my erection, which, naturally, doesn’t work. Unlike most of my friends, I’ve never had a one-night stand or hooked up in a club. Would it really be such a bad thing if I did? My cock pulses in my tight jeans, encouraging me to let loose for once in my life.
I rub the back of my neck and give it a moment’s thought. No. Even if I wanted to, I wouldn’t even begin to know how to find a hookup, let alone have the guts to approach a stranger for sex. I push off the wall and pray that no one can see my embarrassing erection, but really, what does it matter? This is a gay club, for God’s sake. Half the men here have hard-ons at any given time. Still, the thought of someone noticing the bulge in my pants is enough to have my entire body burning with shame.
Time to get out of here.
I turn to leave the narrow hall and at the exact same time, the door marked “office” flies open and a handsome man steps out. He’s bigger than me, tall and burly, with auburn hair and a ginger beard. The black T-shirt pulling tight across his impressive chest displays the bar’s provocative logo.
“Excuse me.” I drop my gaze and try to make myself as small as possible as I move to duck around him.
“Wait.” The big man grabs my wrist, and my heart leaps into my throat.
Oh God. He sees my hard-on.
My adrenal gland kicks into high gear, flooding my veins with anxiety and embarrassment. Heart pounding, I spin around and yank out of the man’s hold as I attempt to control the tightness in my chest. The guy holds up his hands to show he isn’t trying to pull any shit with me. “Sorry, buddy. Didn’t mean to startle you. I was just wondering if I could talk to you for a second in the office.” He nods toward the door.
With a huff, I cross my arms over my chest, then uncross them and scratch my head, unsure what to do with my hands. “Why on earth would I go in there with you? I don’t know you.” Plus, I might be athletic and in good shape, but I’m the opposite of huge. This guy has a half a foot and at least forty pounds on me.
The man grins, his navy-blue eyes sparkling. He holds out a one of his giant mitts. “Griff Freeman. I own this club.”
I eye his hand warily, but end up shaking it despite the overwhelming urge to flee. “Toby Bennett.” We drop hands, and because I’m an idiot, I can’t help but explain myself. “I haven’t done anything wrong.” He’s not bringing me into the office to kick me out because I overheard sex in the bathroom, is he? They don’t do that, do they?
Griff laughs. “No. You haven’t. But what I want to discuss is a sensitive matter. You’d be doing me a huge favor if you’d just duck into my office for a quick second.”
Sensitive? Now I’m on high alert, my muscles drawing as tight as a bow. I take a step back.
“A favor? What kind of favor?”
“Trust me, kid. You’ll probably end up thanking me,” Griff says, grinning.
Griff holds open the office door and awaits my decision.
It feels like this is a crossroads of sorts in my life. I can continue hiding, letting my past run my life, or I can take a chance and throw caution to the wind. What the hell do I have to lose? For the first time in my life, I don’t overthink my decision. Instead, I walk through that damn door with my head held high….
And my jaw drops open when I look around inside.
Sorry to leave you hanging! If you want to find out what happens next, check out Fair Catch, available everywhere on March 20th.
One night of passion.
They never expected to see each other again.
They were wrong.
Tobias Bennett is a quiet and unassuming man who teaches yoga and enjoys parkour. Though he is proud to be gay, an abusive relationship with a domineering man has left Tobias wary of romance, and he keeps to himself in his tidy Los Angeles apartment.
Pro football player Sullivan Archer is Tobias’s complete opposite: loud, brash, fond of the spotlight… and deep in the closet. When a hamstring injury sends Van to Tobias as part of his therapy, neither of them is expecting to come face-to-face with his one-night stand. Now they’re stuck together throughout Van’s healing process, and the close proximity will force them to deal with some hard truths. For Tobias, it’s realizing his hookup is a celebrity. For Van, it means accepting that he likes Tobias more than he wanted. They’ll both have to acknowledge that if they choose to pursue a relationship, their lives will change in big ways.
*The Players of LA Series are standalones, but characters from each book to appear in subsequent novels. It is recommended to read in order to maximize the reading experience*
Heather C. Leigh
Amazon, iTunes, and Barnes and Noble Bestselling Author of the Famous Series
Also writing M/M as Leigh Carman. You can reach me at firstname.lastname@example.org if you want to be on the M/M mailing list only.