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James "Law" Lawless is the star second baseman for the Richmond Rogues, the wildest group of free swingers ever to barnstorm their way through the big leagues. So when he hooks up with a seductive stranger at a costume party, it feels like he just hit the winning run of the World Series. Catherine "Cat" May was the hot number in that skimpy Wonder Woman costume. But she's not about to let Law know it - especially after he hires her to help him expand his off-the-field business empire.

Single mom Palmer Clark will not be sidelined by the new man in town. Sure, the honey-tongued baseball legend is gorgeous, loves puppies, and has charmed his way into the community’s heart, but Palmer craves stability. Nothing about Cole says forever. So why is he so hard to resist?

Our story didn't begin the night I agreed to marry Deacon Kane to help him keep his daughter. It started ten years ago with a hotshot hockey player I couldn't wait to see each summer. He was big, broad, and filled out his board shorts so damn nicely. But holy hell… The memories of teenage Deacon don't hold a candle to the man he is now, the one who makes me melt each time he says, "My wife."

I don’t date football players. I’m not interested in the ones who are a decade older than me. I want nothing to do with the ones who play on the same team as my brothers, and I certainly avoid the ones who spend more time in strip clubs than kids’ clubs. So why do I suddenly find myself faking a relationship with Ben Olson, the bad boy tight end who fits every descriptor on my naughty list?

Former pro baseball player Linc Conner knows exactly where his head's at. Most of the time, he's completely focused on running his community center and focusing on the kids. But when it comes to single mom Emma Henricksen, Linc can't see straight. She's driven, resourceful—not to mention that smart, extra-kissable mouth—and when she's near, he gets lost in a fog of lust. But he needs her help to convince an investor they're engaged.

I don't date football players, and he doesn't do relationships. But when the bad boy tight end who fits every descriptor on my naughty list finds himself in a tight spot, he proposes a fake relationship. I start to see him as so much more than my brother's best friend as he slowly lets me in, but forces are working hard to break us apart. Public shows of commitment leave me confused, but in private, I start to question whether there's really an expiration date stamped on our relationship.