Moonshot
408 pages
|Published: 4 Jul 2016
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Format: Ebook
Language: English
Publication date: 4 July 2016
Description
THE NEW YORK TIMES BESTSELLER
I grew up in an major league baseball dugout. The daughter of a famous pitcher, I was a little sister to every man on the team. A little sister they would fight to protect.
Chase Stern was the hottest rookie the MLB had ever seen and had sex appeal as lethal as his swing. He played like a God, partied like a Devil, and was the magic ingredient our team needed.
Chase knew he should stay away from me. He didn’t.
I tried to resist him. I couldn't.
And my first fall into love was incredible, every moment of it, until it wasn’t.
Four years later, I’m no longer in the dugout. I’m in the owner’s box, with a ring on my finger. The last thing I need in my life is Chase’s return but our team is losing. We need his bat. We need his arm.
I don’t need him to look at me. Or say my name. Or reach for me.
Maybe he’s forgotten me. Maybe the love that still burns in my heart has faded from his.
Or maybe our implosion is just now beginning.
I grew up in an major league baseball dugout. The daughter of a famous pitcher, I was a little sister to every man on the team. A little sister they would fight to protect.
Chase Stern was the hottest rookie the MLB had ever seen and had sex appeal as lethal as his swing. He played like a God, partied like a Devil, and was the magic ingredient our team needed.
Chase knew he should stay away from me. He didn’t.
I tried to resist him. I couldn't.
And my first fall into love was incredible, every moment of it, until it wasn’t.
Four years later, I’m no longer in the dugout. I’m in the owner’s box, with a ring on my finger. The last thing I need in my life is Chase’s return but our team is losing. We need his bat. We need his arm.
I don’t need him to look at me. Or say my name. Or reach for me.
Maybe he’s forgotten me. Maybe the love that still burns in my heart has faded from his.
Or maybe our implosion is just now beginning.
