Theyâve both got their eye on the prize
Sports agent Samantha Baker needs an epic comeback after the disaster that destroyed her career. Just one client, and sheâll prove she can do this thing again. And that one client has to be Evan Tanner. A late-blooming rookie with talent for the record books, Evanâs got everything it takes.
And, sure, Evan can win on the field, but winning over Samantha is a whole other ball game. Sheâs been hurt personally and professionally, so just one lie will strike him out for good. So while Samâs intent on the major league, Evan wonât give up on an even bigger prize: the trust of this woman he loves.
âYouâre a knight in shining armor, arenât you? Ready to save the damsel in distress.â
âIf youâll let me.â
Sam chuckled. âEvan, trust me, Iâm not a damsel and if I did need saving, Iâd do it myself. Just be there on time. Iâll pick out the outfit I want you to wear.â She started to walk away toward her own car. That sleek ice-blue Mercedes that reminded him of her.
Evan scowled. âIâm not some damn doll to be dressed up,â he called after her.
âNo, youâre a client who I want to make sure is dressed and looking appropriate for his first public appearance.â
âI donât like red!â he shouted even as she was opening her car door.
She waved back. âI donât care.â
Yeah, Evan thought as he watched her drive away, hiring her was both the best and worst decision heâd ever made.
Dear Reader,
Well, this is it. The final book in The Bakers of Baseball series. It has been so much fun writing these books. I know Iâm going to miss Minotaur Falls and baseball.
I have to confess I absolutely love baseball movies. In my opinion you donât even have to love baseball to love baseball movies. These books have been my tribute to every baseball movie I have ever loved.
In this final chapter, we meet Samantha and Evan, who were introduced in Scoutâs Honor, and being able to take their story from one book to the next was also a thrill. Sam and Evan donât have the easiest time finding their way to a happy ending, but of course it wouldnât be a story if they didnât!
I hope, if youâve read the series, youâve enjoyed the Baker women as much as I have. I love to hear from readers, so please feel free to contact me at www.stephaniedoyle.net, on Facebook or on Twitter, @stephdoylerw.
Stephanie
STEPHANIE DOYLE, a dedicated romance reader, began to pen her own romantic adventures at age sixteen. She began submitting to Harlequin at age eighteen and by twenty-six her first book was published. Fifteen years later, she still loves what she does, as each book is a new adventure. She lives in South Jersey with her cat, Hermione, the designated princess of the house. When Stephanieâs not reading or writing, in the summer she is most likely watching a baseball game and eating a hot dog.
PROLOGUE
âRICHARD, TELL ME again you didnât do this thing.â
Samantha sat behind the desk in her office and continued to read the Tweets on her phone even as she waited for the person in front of her to prove he couldnât be guilty of what heâd been accused.
She knew Richard. Sheâd followed him his entire college career and was the first to call him when he committed to the NFL draft. Sheâd sat down with his family, sheâd talked to ex-girlfriends, former teachers. Everyone had glowing things to say about him.
Who didnât love Richard Stanson, the all-American quarterback?
Samantha prided herself on having a small close-knit clientele. These werenât just people she represented; they were people she knew. Her entire business model was built on the idea that trust was the number one component of each and every relationship.
They had to trust her with their careers, their compensation, and she had to trust that she was working for the right people. Good people who understood what it meant to be not just an athlete, but a professional. It wasnât just about the money for her. It hadnât been since sheâd left Barkley Partners to go it alone.
She wanted to be an agent on her terms. She wanted only the best kind of clients, and she wanted to make sure she did right by all of them.
Richard had been one of her first major wins. Everyone wanted him, but he chose her because he said he trusted her the most. Heâd legitimized her agency. Heâd legitimized her.
If an all-American quarterback didnât have a problem with a woman as an agent, then who would?
âSam, I didnât do it.â
Samantha closed her eyes. He looked so earnest. Sometimes she forgot he was only twenty-six. Still, in many ways, just a kid playing a game.