Release Day & Giveaway: Crashing the Net by Jami Davenport
Crashing
the NetGame
On In Seattle # 3
By:
Jami Davenport
Releasing
February 24th,
2015
Self-Published
Blurb
Hockey
star Cooper Black and professional party crasher Izzy Maxwell return
in this sequel to Crashing the Boards.
Jealous
boyfriends and glitzy parties can be a recipe for disaster. When the
gorgeous yet controlling Cooper interrupts a party Izzy was paid to
crash and almost ruins her career as a professional party crasher,
Izzy kicks him to the curb. She learned early in life not to count on
anyone, and she will not relinquish her independence, not even to a
sexy-as-sin pro athlete who can melt her with one wink.
As
the Sockeyes hockey team opens their inaugural season in Seattle,
Cooper finds himself minus a girlfriend and plus a surly teenaged
nephew. Cooper doesn’t want to be a surrogate dad, he doesn’t
want to play in Seattle, and he doesn’t want to be alone. He misses
Izzy, but seeing her with other men at parties turns him every shade
of green. Regardless, he wants her back, and he’s willing to
change, if only she’ll give him a second chance. Aware of her
precarious finances, Cooper makes an offer she can’t refuse by
hiring her to be responsible for his nephew when he’s traveling
with the team.
Fearing
Cooper isn’t capable of changing his control-freak ways, Izzy
resists his efforts to turn their financial arrangement into a
personal relationship. He needs a sweet, docile girlfriend, and Izzy
cannot be that woman. Yet, when tragedy strikes, Izzy is there when
Cooper needs her the most, and love has a way of getting what it
wants, no matter the circumstances.
Excerpt
“What are you
doing here?” Izzy hissed, ever mindful their voices could carry
down the hallway to anyone loitering about the ballroom entrance.
“Looking for you,”
Cooper growled right back while his gaze raked up and down her body
clad in a form-fitting little black dress which revealed a tasteful
amount of cleavage and bare thighs.
“Cooper, I told
you I had to work tonight.”
He scowled and
stepped toward her, backing her up until she hit the wall behind her.
He put his big hands on either side of her face and leaned in. “I
don’t like you hanging out with all these wealthy businessmen and
athletes who’re salivating after you like tomcats on the prowl.”
“You are a wealthy
athlete,” she reminded.
“Exactly,” he
responded with a grimace.
“It’s just a
job.” She stared up into his stormy blue eyes, forcing herself to
stay on task and not get lost in those passionate depths.
“I have more than
enough money to support you while you go back to school. You don’t
need to do this job.”
“I love my job.”
Izzy shook her head. She would never be
dependent on anyone. After all, when you couldn’t trust your own
parents to provide the bare minimum basics of food and shelter, why
would you set yourself up to depend on anyone else?
“I don’t.” He
glared down at her, his strong jaw set and his kissable mouth drawn
in a firm line. If she kissed him right now, he’d forget about
everything and the situation would be defused. Until next time. She
gathered her strength and did what she had to do. For herself, her
sanity, and her business.
“You, buster—”
she jabbed her finger in his hard chest. “Do not get a vote.”
He ground his jaw.
She cringed at the thought of what that’d do to his implants if he
kept it up.
“Cooper, please—”
“This isn’t
working. I can’t live like this, not knowing where you are and what
you’re doing.”
“You know where I
am. I tell you what parties we’re crashing.”
“Yeah, but I worry
about you.” Concern softened the anger in his eyes, but judging by
his clenched fists, it still bubbled beneath the surface even as he
fought to control it.
“There’s nothing
to worry about.” Izzy sighed. She wouldn’t quit this job. Number
one, she loved it. Number two, it supported her three younger sisters
and their college tuitions. Number three, Cooper would not take away
her ability to control her present or future.
“You don’t know
these people.”
“I don’t have to
know them. It’s not like I’m going to establish a relationship
with any of them.”
“You did with me.”
He pointed out the fact that they’d met at a party her company, the
Party Crashers, had been hired to crash over a month ago.
“That was the only
time that happened.” She lifted her head and glared at him. “Is
that what this is all about? You don’t trust me?”
A muscle ticked in
Cooper’s square, stubbled jaw, and his face hardened to stone. That
was all the answer she needed.
Author
Info
An
advocate of happy endings, Jami Davenport writes sexy sports
romances, including her bestselling Seattle Lumberjacks football
series and her new adult spinoff titled The Rookies. Jami lives on a
small farm near Puget Sound with her Green Beret-turned-plumber
husband, a Newfoundland cross with a tennis ball fetish, a prince
disguised as an orange tabby cat, and an opinionated Hanoverian mare.
She works in computer support in her day job and juggles too many
balls, but she wouldn't have it any other way.
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