The Perfect Score by Kellie Kamryn

Kellie Kamryn is here today sharing an excerpt from her latest release, THE PERFECT SCORE.

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THE PERFECT SCORE

The new head coach has barely gotten her beams in alignment when she’s threatened with a lawsuit by a father for refusing to train his brat of a daughter.

Shelley Longstaff finally has her chance to be in charge only to rue the day when she is asked to train the dreaded Anna Fortier, a gymnast who has no sense of sportsmanship and makes everyone in her vicinity miserable. When Shelley refuses, she’s threatened with a lawsuit by her father. To make things worse, Shelley has an inexplicable attraction to the arrogant rich lawyer!

Since his wife’s death five years ago, Jacques (Jack) Fortier does whatever it takes to protect what is his. Shelley’s club is his last resort to keep his daughter in the sport, but threatening to sue her isn’t exactly his smartest move. When she grudgingly agrees to give Anna a chance, he finds himself attracted to the spritely gymnastics coach – the first woman he’s had any feelings for since his wife passed away.

As Shelley and Jack leap over the line in their parent-coach relationship, Shelley worries over falling in love with a man who admittedly still loves his late wife. But when a crisis of teenage proportions threatens their relationship, will they risk everything for the chance to achieve The Perfect Score?

EXCERPT:

Jack escorted Shelley to the car, attempting to ignore the message his loins were sending him—to skip the stupid party, strip her out of the dress, and fuck her.

He opened the car door for her, thankful she couldn’t read his mind. I’m not an eager teenage boy. He was a grown man who could and would control himself. But when he caught a whiff of her perfume, his self-control disappeared and damn if she didn’t make him want to throw caution to the wind.

One taste. As she extended one leg inside the vehicle, he hauled her against him. She looked up at him wide-eyed, but not afraid. The heels she wore gave her an extra three inches. All he had to do was bend his head to ravage her mouth.

And he did.

Shelley clutched at his forearms and tangled her tongue with his, acquiescing to his siege on her senses. Why did kissing her feel right? It really shouldn’t, but it did. Oh, did it ever. But where could this go? Where should it go? At the moment he knew where he wanted it to go—to a goddamn bed.

On the brink of turning into a cave-man with nothing more on his mind than dragging her back to the house by her amazingly soft hair to have his way with her, he held her at arm’s length and stared into her face. Her chest heaved as much as his. Heat radiated between them, and he thought his suit would melt straight onto his skin to become a permanent part of his anatomy.

“I’m sorry,” he said, his voice a quiet rumble as he cupped her face in his hands. “I don’t know what came over me. All week I’ve tried to think of you as Anna’s coach, but you’d sneak into my thoughts in another way. I worried you’d call and cancel our date for tonight.”

“I thought about it, but I just couldn’t do it. And after the way you looked at me tonight…”

Her voice trailed away.

His eyebrows crinkled, and he tugged at his collar, a tad ashamed his lust-filled thoughts had given him away. “Glad I didn’t scare you off. I’m not usually so…I mean, I don’t always look at women like…”

“Like they’re an exquisite banquet and you want to devour every bite?”

“Uh, well, yes, I mean no, I…” Did the temperature rise a few degrees out here?

“Relax, Jack. I didn’t say I minded. I’m pretty sure it’s the same look I gave you when you first arrived.”

“Would you mind if we skipped the party?” He waggled his eyebrows at her.

Her fingers shook when she slid them from his head to cup his neck, and the action belied her casual tone. “If we do, I’ll have gotten dressed up for nothing. No one will even see me in this dress.”

“And they shouldn’t.” He looked down between them, his gaze scorching her again. “I’ll hurt anyone who eyes you up the way I am.”

Smiling, she drew a line down his cheek. “All I care about is that you only have eyes for me.”

Kellie Kamryn

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