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First and Ten by @erinhayes5399 and @MargoBondCollin #rh #whychoose
When Madison Harte inherits a football team with three hot players who all want her, there’s one problem: when it comes to America’s favorite sport, she’s clueless.
I have the worst luck. Failed tech startup? Check. Cheating ex-boyfriend? Check. No idea what to do next? Check.
Then my Uncle Dusty passes away and leaves a whole football team to me. Never mind that I’ve never even seen a game. Who has time for that, right?
But I can sell the team and turn my life around, so I fly from San Francisco to Birmingham, Alabama, where I find a whole new level of football obsession—and start to develop a fascination of my own. Mostly with the three players who are very, very interested in me.
I never expected to find a team of my own. Or that there would be so many obstacles in our way.
Luckily, Madison won’t have to choose just one man in this contemporary reverse harem where Friday Night Lights and Bridget Jones collide and where—hallelujah—it’s still raining men.
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I was strong and capable and would get through this just fine.
And if that had to be my mantra for the next few weeks while I worked out how to sell the team, so be it.
I can do this. I can make it work.
I ignored the voice in the back of my head that said, “And if you can’t, maybe you can just find someone else to help you out.”
As I approached the rental car desk, the man working greeted me with a deep, soft, Southern accent, his vowels elongated and the A’s and I’s almost reversed. He checked the length of time I had arranged to rent the car
“One of our long-term rentals,” he noted. “What are you in town for?”
“Business,” I replied. “For a long time—maybe longer than I have the car rented for.” However long it took me to get the team ready to sell.
He nodded. “If you need to extend the rental, you can do that online.”
“Thanks.”
“Roll Tide or War Eagle?” he asked, raising his eyebrows.
Did that have something to do with extending the rental, too? “Pardon me?”
He repeated himself, and I stared back at him blankly.
“Alabama or Auburn?” he clarified, which wasn’t clarifying anything.
“I don’t know what that means.”
He rattled a plastic cup full of burgundy and orange flags. “I’m asking which team you go for. For a flag. For your car.”
I had no idea what I would do with a flag for my car, or how I was supposed to answer. “I am so sorry, but I have no idea what you’re talking about,” I said.
He spoke very slowly, as if to someone who had a serious mental deficiency. “Your flag shows your support for the football team of your choice.”
Great. I was in one of the only states in the country where everyone had an opinion about football. Except maybe Texas. I had some vague idea that they might be as knowledgeable about football as people from Alabama. Then again, that might just have been because I knew Friday Night Lights was set there. Which I had never watched because it was about football.
It suddenly occurred to me that I did have a football team that I could go for. “I go for the Birmingham Yellowhammers,” I said brightly.
The rental agent shook his head sadly. But he reached under the counter and pulled out his small bucket of yellow flags. “Don’t get much call for these around here.”
“But this is Birmingham.”
“The Hammers suck.”
About the Authors
Erin Hayes
Sci-fi junkie, video game nerd, and wannabe manga artist Erin Hayes writes a lot of things. Sometimes she writes books.
She works as an advertising copywriter by day, and she’s an award-winning New York Times Bestselling Author by night. She has lived in New Zealand, Hawaii, Texas, Alabama, and now San Francisco with her husband, cat, and a growing collection of geek paraphernalia.
You can reach her at erinhayesbooks@gmail.com and she’ll be happy to chat. Especially if you want to debate Star Wars.
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Margo Bond Collins
USA Today, Wall Street Journal, and New York Times bestselling author Margo Bond Collins is a former college English professor who, tired of explaining the difference between “hanged” and “hung,” turned to writing romance novels instead. (Sometimes her heroines kill monsters, too.)
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Damned if I Do: Book One of the Harker Trilogy, by Erin Hayes
I’ve spent the last five months trying to find the bastard who took my sister’s life and ruined mine.
Being brought up in a family that hunted the supernatural should have helped, but even with a slim chance that I can save us all, there’s still the bigger chance I’ll die trying.
Unfortunately, there’s one important thing my family didn’t tell me: When you fight against immortal vampires, you’re the one who’s running out of time.
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I know something’s wrong as soon as I get to my house. My vampy sense tingles and the hair on the back of my neck raises.
Something is watching me, waiting for me to arrive. I can tell that it’s an unfamiliar vampire.
“Dammit,” I mutter.
“Edie?” Carl asks, his voice strangled. Apparently his own vampy sense is going haywire as well. “What’s at your house?”
“I don’t know. When we get inside, grab Graeme and Amelia and run. You hear me?”
I get out of the car and summon Glimmer from my left hand, feeling the painful prick as the blade slides through my skin. I don’t normally summon it so early, but when my family is being ambushed and I’m going into an unknown situation, I don’t want to risk anything else.
Adrenaline surging through me, I run up the steps to the house, Carl on my heels. I keep remembering what Zhi said about my family broadcasting our whereabouts so loudly. I make the decision to get off V-boards and find a new way to keep in contact with our group.
If we make it out of this.
The front door is unlocked, most uncharacteristic for Graeme, who worries about Amelia’s safety all the time.
I hope I’m not too late.
“Graeme?” I shriek. “Amelia?” I check the living room for my brother-in-law.
Carl echoes my shouts, his voice as panicked as I feel.
For a few agonizing heartbeats, I don’t hear a thing. Then, to my relief, Graeme appears at the top of the stairs, clad in his bathrobe. At first, his expression is one of anger at my loud entry, however, when he sees my face and that I have my sword drawn, he knows why I shouted.
I want to melt in the floor with relief.
“Edie? Carl?” He then notices that I have my sword in my hand. “What’s—”
“Amelia,” I say simply. I follow him up the stairs, taking them two at a time. “Get her.”
Without another word, he complies, his fatherly instincts to protect his daughter overtaking any other questions.
“Carl, when they come down, run. Don’t look back.”
To my relief, he nods.
My vampy sense goes haywire when I hit the second floor landing. We are not alone. Not by a long shot.
About the author…
Sci-fi junkie, video game nerd, and wannabe manga artist Erin Hayes writes a lot of things. Sometimes she writes books.
She works as an advertising copywriter by day, and she’s an award-winning New York Times Bestselling Author by night. She has lived in New Zealand, Hawaii, Texas, Alabama, and now San Francisco with her husband, cat, and a growing collection of geek paraphernalia.
You can reach her at erinhayesbooks@gmail.com and she’ll be happy to chat. Especially if you want to debate Star Wars. Visit her online at erinhayesbooks.com