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It was the curveball I never saw coming.
The only thing worse than almost dying as a child… surviving.
Now, hear me out. I was very much happy to be alive. It was the constant need to feel grateful for something I had no control over… that grated on me.
I’d become so passive in my own life that when my boyfriend proposed, I couldn’t remember what I liked about him outside of his dimple. I mean, it was cute. But enough to marry someone? Nah.
I hadn’t meant to be a runaway bride, but here I was, all dressed in white and escaping the baseball diamond like my life depended on it. Just a good old cleat retreat.
Landing in my brother’s best friend’s car was a nice surprise. Spending the next twenty-four hours with him…even better. Maybe I could convince him to rid me of my pesky virginity once and for all. Besides, I knew the score, and he never played for keeps. He was the one who’d coined the term cleat retreat in the first place.
A virginal bride and a grumpy, tatted baseball player sharing one bed. What could possibly go wrong?
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Is it better to swing and miss or never get up to bat?
Growing up on the baseball diamond, I knew the rules of the game and the men who played it. So after accepting the position of photographer for the Yellowjackets baseball team, I was confident I knew what I’d signed up for.
Boy, was I wrong.
The first baseman—my brother’s rival—hated me. But it didn’t stop him from seeking me out to fix his playing problem.
The grumpy coach—my brother’s best friend—ignored me yet conveniently showed up every time disaster struck.
And the newest additions to the Yellowjackets—the pitcher and catcher duo—were a package deal and wanted to do everything together. Every…thing.
I assumed the biggest hurdle I’d face with this job would be getting people to respect me for my talent and not my last name. Instead, if I wasn’t careful the only thing people would know me for was the men who warmed my bed.

I didn’t know which was worse, being the center of a scandal or disappointing my parents.
It was the bottom of the eighth, the bases were loaded, the game was tied, and I had a choice to make: get up to bat, or keep sitting on the sidelines of my life.

Join the players of the Blue Devils and the Yellowjackets as they play the game of love and baseball. This is an interconnected standalone series, meaning the books can be read in any order. These books will consist of different pairings of multiple love interests with MM. Please check the foreward of each book for content.

Start the series today!
The Cleat Retreat: Blake’s prequel (Best read before Pitch Slap)
The Pitch Slap: Blake’s story (MMFMM)
No Balking Way: Bryce’s story (MMF) coming soon
Whiff it Real Good: Ledger’s story (MM) coming soon