The Player Next Door by Kathy Lyons
Book Title: The Player Next Door Author: Kathy Lyons Release Date: 7/21/15 Genre: Contemporary Romance About the Book: NBA star Mike Giamariadoesn’t mix basketball with love. Ever. Then Mike meets Tori Williams, his cute, quirky new neighbor who seems hell bent on refurbishing her death trap of a house on her own. When she falls from her roof and into his arms, Mike knows he’s just caught a whole heap of trouble. Trouble sums up Tori's life. Despite her academic success, no one believes she can take care of herself—not her family, not her ex-boyfriend. She's determined to live her life on her own terms, and if that includes a hot summer fling with the super-sexy athlete next door, so much the better. But when Tori’s around, Mike can’t keep his mind on basketball. He wants…more. And to his horror, not just more time on the court. When training starts, it’s game over—it has to be—unless Tori can convince Mike that love doesn't belong on the sidelines. Buy Links: Goodreads * Amazon * Barnes & Noble * Entangled About the Author: Kathy Lyons is the fun, contemporary side of USA Today Bestselling author Jade Lee. She loves sassy romance with lots of laughter and sex. Spice is the variety of life, right? Okay, so maybe two kids, two cats, two pennames, and writing over 40 books has messed with her mind, but she still keeps having fun. Check her out at www.KathyLyons.com Or hang out with her sexy historical half, Jade Lee. Titled heroes with dark secrets are Jade’s passion. Especially when they fall for women who add more than just spice to their lives. Find her at www.JadeLeeAuthor.com. Facebook: JadeLeeBooks Twitter: JadeLeeAuthor
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Excerpt (handcuffs):"I was wrong." "What, baby?" "I was wrong," she repeated as she slowly stretched her legs out. Mmmmm, she felt amazing. Her head dropped against the desk as she looked at him, all big and stunning even handcuffed to a chair. Pink cuffs on the right, leather cuffs on the left. Who knew that could look so sexy? "I thought I wanted to be in complete control, but..." She shook her head. "It's more fun to play together." He lifted his arms. "So uncuff me and I'll show you--" Ding dong. She looked up. So did he. "Electrician?" he asked. She shook her head. "Not until tomorrow." "Oh. Then–" Ding dong. Suddenly she remembered. "Oh shit. It's Wednesday." "It's Thursday." "I know. But he's just like me. Can't keep track of time." She snatched up the key, her mind working overtime. If she was right, he'd start banging on the door in about three seconds. Mike was already working on the leather cuff. "Who is it?" She couldn't get the damned key past the pink feathers and into the lock. He was moving too much, so she abandoned him to pull on her shorts. Bang bang bang. Yup. There he was. She fumbled zipping up her cutoffs. She glanced at Mike, her sense of the ridiculous making her giggle. At least he'd gotten one cuff off and was now scanning the floor for the other key. She tried to tell him she had it, but it was too late. She heard the front door open. Oh hell. Only one person had the other key to her house. She grabbed her tee, pulling it down. "Tori? Honey, are you here?" She straightened the shirt then fluffed out her hair. "Coming, daddy!" she called. Mike's head shot up. "Daddy?" he mouthed. She nodded, then dashed out the door, nearly tripping as she flew down the stairs. "Hi there!" she called, hugging her father tight. Then there were the usual pleasantries. The how are you, where's mom, what's going on type questions. It wasn't until they'd wandered into the kitchen together that she thought to wonder what the hell was taking Mike so long. He couldn't be hiding up there, could he? So she went to the bottom of the stairs. "Mike?" she called. "Come on down. I want you to meet my father." Silence. "Mike?" "There someone up there?" her father asked, coming to join her. "Yeah," she said. "My neighbor. You'll like him." The two of them climbed the stairs and headed for the office. Surely he’d had plenty of time to get himself together by now. "Mike?" she repeated, then they rounded the corner to see fully into the office. Which is when she realized that she still had the key to the pink fuzzy cuffs in her hand.