How to Win at Love

Holden is a professional baseball player on the injured list. His only goal is getting back on the field… until he meets me. Everyone knows about Holden Gray's reputation. He goes through women faster than most baseball players go through sunflower seeds. When he becomes my next physical therapy patient, I'm determined to keep things professional. Something that proves more challenging than I expected. Holden is determined to get off the bench in time for the playoffs. He insists on having me and my son move into his house so I'm on-call twenty-four/seven. Close quarters mean there is a lot of tension brewing between us. I went down that road with my son's father, and I learned the hard way how relationships go with men like Holden. Still, the chemistry between us is undeniable. Holden makes it clear he wants more from me than PT. So I agree to a fling. Something with an expiration date so I can get out before my heart is involved. But I might already be too late… Tame the Player features the following tropes: single mom, plus-size love, millionaire athlete, love triangle, nursing back to health, secret romance, opposites attract, sports, and small-town romance.

King is a determined billionaire… posing as a professional cuddler to get close to me. He's the type of man who always gets what he wants, and right now, he wants me-the socially awkward, plus-size model with intimacy issues. I've never had anyone hold me, hug me–or even love me–and my therapist thinks a professional cuddler will help break down the walls I've built to protect my heart. I'm skeptical at best… But King is so good at holding me together that the line between professional and personal quickly blurs, igniting a passion I'm not prepared for. King and I might be fifteen years apart, but our connection is undeniable. When his true identity is revealed, I feel betrayed. Until he proposes an irresistible deal: a fake marriage. He gets what he desires, and I get what I need. I reluctantly agree… with boundaries of course. Now, I just have to keep reminding myself that this isn't real.