Sliding Into Home
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- Series: A New League
- SubSeries: Not Applicable
eBook Release Date
- Release Date (ebook): October 2014; Totally Bound Publishing
Print Release Date
- Release Date (print): July 2015; Totally Bound Publishing
Audio Release Date
- Release Date (audio): Not Applicable
Can an injured ex ball player convince the woman he wakes up married to in Las Vegas to take a second chance on him?
After spending the last four months drowning his sorrows over the end of his baseball career, Jack Bishop finds himself winging through the blue skies to Las Vegas, not so ready to spend the weekend with some woman his best friend set him up with. He expects a paid escort. What he gets is the woman he walked away from ten years ago to pursue his passion, and she’s not very happy to see him.
Devyn Tate believes she’s quite capable of finding somebody to take her out to dinner. She’s no longer looking for a lifelong promise. She has a commitment only to her battery-operated toy to fulfill that particular need. Yet her friends have managed to talk her into spending the weekend in Las Vegas, on a blind date of all things. They promise the guy is trustworthy. They insist that she should have fun. Unfortunately, fun is not what she envisions when she discovers Jack Bishop lying on the floor of her suite in nothing but his underwear that’s on backward, and she has a wedding ring on her finger.
Praise for Sliding into Home
“The author does a wonderful job working in their past into a tight frame period. The book covers a weekend but oh what a weekend. The authors style of writing is easy to follow as she takes you through one wild night of passion. I would have liked to have read about their card game and how this came about but she fills you in with the important things. I found myself laughing along with the characters as they make their way through the dance of lost love only to find there are still feelings. What you end up with is a wonderful humorous story with lots of passion. The author gives you a story with lots of steam why she takes her character on a dance of one step forward and two steps back. Can these two get into the right two step to find they never got over each other? I found the story to be a wonderful light heartwarming read that gives you a feeling of peace as you watch these wonderful character reach for the second chance of love. I look forward to reading more from this author.
Read full review from Cyn
“Anne Lang hits a homerun with her novella Sliding Into Home about second chances. It’s an easy-to-read story, full of self-exploration and emotion. A set-up between friends is the catalyst with Las Vegas the setting for a fun tale of life changes and the decisions they bring. Character development is good as both Jack and Devyn have a history both with each other and without to contend with.
Read full review from Tangled Hearts Book Reviews
“This was a great fast read. The characters were great, they were funny, sexy. Their interactions were smooth and the story flowed very well. Jack and Devyn re-find each other with the help of their meddling friends. The spark is certainly still there after all this time as well as the deeply hidden love they once shared. Jack needs something to save him from himself and Devyn may be the one to open his eyes to it. It was fun to read about their wild night in Vegas and the morning after. This was a great book to curl up with . It didn't have a lot of drama, but plenty of steam as well as re-finding lost love.
Read full review from The Book Quarry
“LOVED IT! I am a woman who loves romance novels and who also loves sports and this story hits it out of the park! when I began the story I was thinking what kind of friends do Jack and Devyn have, but once I got further in, I realized they were the best possible friends!! Jack and Devyn have a history and neither have really moved on from when they were in high school together. The heat and sparks they share jump off the pages. Friends, alcohol, and Vegas are not always the best trio, but in Sliding Into Home they are a triple play for love! I enjoyed seeing how Devyn could bring out the best in Jack and Jack in Devyn. They are a perfect match. I read this in one sitting and it was exciting from cover to cover..”
Read full review from Gerianne Slavinsky
What the hell am I thinking?
She wasn’t a one-night or even a two-night stand kind of girl. She didn’t do fantasy sex. Hell, she didn’t really do sex, period. It was okay. It wasn’t great. Isn’t that why Roger had fallen into the arms of another warm body? Well, that and the fact that her aspirations didn’t match up with his.
She needed to get out of there. She’d pay her friends back for the room—somehow. Devyn took a step toward the door that appeared to be a mile away.
The water stopped, freezing her mid-stride. Panic swelled. She spun in all directions. Oh, God. Typically, she considered herself a strong woman, but at the moment, she felt so out of her element, and a strong sense of foreboding rolled over her. She needed a place to hide. Dive behind the sofa or behind the heavy curtains?
A door opened and steam rolled into the hallway. The slap of wet feet against ceramic tile pulled her gaze back to the hallway but didn’t encourage her feet to move. Then the soft thud of footfalls on carpet and a deep hum preceded the man about to make his entrance.
Devyn began backing up, hands out at her sides to avoid tripping over furniture. The closer the humming got, the quicker she stepped, until she smacked into the patio door, and sucked in a breath, just as he entered the main room.
She couldn’t stop the immediate flood of arousal that shot through her when she caught sight of the gorgeous hulking male specimen strolling into the room, head down, large hands adjusting a fluffy white towel slung low on his hips, his damp hair curling around the edges of his ears.
She licked her lips. Instinct. Gut feeling. Whatever it was—she knew. She couldn’t look. Yet she couldn’t close her eyes. She noticed every little detail starting at his sexy feet. The dark hair covering his legs. Could knees be sexy? Every hard line, every muscle of his tight abdomen, as her gaze swept up, up and up, until she reached his face.
That face. She must have moaned, must have made some small noise announcing her presence. His head jerked up and his eyes rounded in surprise, his skin flushed from the shower, or from finding her in his room?
Oh God, this has to be dream. Or maybe it was her fantasy after all.