The Hardest Route, an all-new emotional and romantic standalone from A.S. Teague is available now!
My friends used to tell me ‘What happens in Vegas stays in Vegas.’ Clearly, they lied because a few months later, I found out my one-night stand was pregnant.
I couldn’t handle a baby. I was Griffin Rockwell, the best wide receiver the league had ever seen. But what choice did I have? My baby girl was coming whether I was ready for her or not.
Brooke turned out to be an amazing woman and mother. For seven years, we were the MVP’s of co-parenting—and even better friends.
That all changed when tragedy struck our makeshift family and I was faced with the terrifying possibility of losing the one woman I was quickly realizing I couldn’t live without.
I was at the height of my career and on the path to becoming the greatest of all time.
But keeping my family together, with Brooke by my side, might prove to be the hardest route of all.
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Excerpt:
“I like it when you call me Griffin.” His gaze settled on my mouth, and my heart sped up. I recognized that look in his eyes. It was the exact same look he’d had before he’d kissed me in Vegas. It might have been seven years ago, but when a man looks at your lips like he wants to explore every inch of them without stopping for air, you don’t forget it. Before I had the chance to say something smart in response, he leaned in, his large frame crowding mine. My traitorous eyelids fluttered shut. I willed them to open, but they refused to obey. There was less than a moment’s hesitation, and then his lips were brushing mine. If he’d had any reservations for that split second before our mouths met, they were nowhere to be found now. His hand fisted my hair, his fingertips on my scalp eliciting a moan that came from somewhere deep within me. When his tongue licked at the seam of my lips asking for entrance, there was no question of whether I should let him in or not. They parted, and our mouths moved in rhythm with each other’s, his lips urging and persuading my own to follow suit. And they did. I was lost in the smell of him wrapped around me; the earthy scent that was all Griff combined with the heady feel of his hands in my hair caused every nerve ending in my body to come alive. I moaned again as his hands traveled down my neck, his body pressing close into mine. There were kisses, and then there was this. This wasn’t a kiss, but a total melting of one body into another, and for a fleeting moment, I wanted to drown in the way it felt to have this man worshipping my mouth, his hands desperate to touch more of me but content to take what he could get in a hotel lounge. Our night together in Vegas had been electric, full of lust and desire, but this was something different entirely. This was magnetic, like we were being pulled together by some unseen force that we were both powerless to stop. And it was that realization that caused me to pull away and gasp for a breath that I didn’t really want. What I wanted was Griff’s mouth. His lips on mine. On my neck. On my breasts. Every fucking where. I couldn’t pull my eyes open to face the man who was supposed to be just a friend, so I gripped the edge of the bar, my chest heaving as I asked, “What was that?”
About A.S. Teague
A.S. Teague enjoys the warmth of South Carolina with her husband and two daughters. The stereotypes about peach cobbler and sweet tea are not overstated. After years in the medical field, she is now enjoying every minute of being a stay-at-home mom. She loves wine, the beach, wine on the beach, and crying at Disney movies. When she doesn't have a book in her hand, she can be found pestering her husband with pictures of animals she wants to rescue, as well as debating whether to exercise or take a nap.
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| I’ve been a massive fan of A.S. Teague ever since I read her debut book. Her characters and their stories captivate me and The Hardest Route did exactly that. Brooke and Griffin meet one night in Vegas and Brooke has no intention of ever seeing him again...until she finds out she’s pregnant. Doing the right thing she gets in touch and so begins their friendship. Co parenting over the years means these to have formed a strong, respectful, platonic relationship. When Griff can’t be there for Brooke and their child, Brooke’s best friend Mel steps up. This woman! Every woman hopes to be the kind of friend Mel is. I have mad respect for Mel and I’m praying she gets her own books at some point. It isn’t until Brooke drops everything for Griff that he starts to see what his friends have been saying about him and Brooke for years. With his eyes opened we see a different, more determined Griff. But sometimes we don’t always get what we want without a fight and Brooke and Griff have a battle to win. This book was exactly what I’ve come to expect from A.S. Teague work. Her stories are beautifully written, the emotions always hit me hard because she brings her characters to life and makes you love them and I’m not even ashamed to admit I welled up reading this book. As emotional it is there’s also plenty of humour and the friendships between the main and secondary characters will warm your heart and bring a smile to your face. Another amazing book from this author. |
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