He's through playing games.
Blurb:
Antonio Ramirez is
ready to leave his wild reputation behind in New York and adopt a more
respectable life with the Texas Mustangs. When he spies the woman of his dreams
at a Fundraiser—its love at first sight. Convincing Clare Kincaid that he’s
sincere is harder than he expected. Giving Clare what she wants could wreck his
career and compromise his feelings for her.
When super sexy
Antonio Ramirez approaches her, Clare is sure he’s playing a cruel game, but
the Mustangs new Center Fielder won’t take no for an answer. She might be
convinced of his sincerity if only he would invite her to play the one game she
longs to play.
Excerpt:
Leaning against the jamb, his arms
crossed over his chest and one knee bent, he looked like a billboard for sex. Want sex? Call-800-Antonio. Warmth
flooded her system, and she swallowed hard.
“You done, babe?”
She nodded, not trusting her voice.
He straightened and took a step inside,
closing the door behind him. He folded his hands behind his back and leaned his
shoulders on the door. No one wore a T-shirt like Antonio Ramirez. The fabric
wasn’t tight, but it clung to his hard chest and abs. He shifted slightly,
drawing her attention lower. Tight jeans left no doubt as to his state of
arousal.
“I tried to stay away. I tried to tell
myself you needed time, that I could wait to have you, but I was lying to
myself.” One hand moved to the doorknob. “I want you. Right here. Right now.”
His index finger and thumb closed over the lock mechanism. “If you feel the
same way, say yes, and I’ll lock the door.”
Oh,
God. Oh, God. Oh, God.
Did she feel the same? Hell, yes! 
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