âMy price is a date with you, Marissa.â
Marissa gazed up at Kyle and slowly shook her head. âI canât. What kind of matchmaker would swoop in and take the prize catch for herself? No client would ever trust me again.â
Upping his game, Kyle raised a finger to her upturned face and sketched a soft stroke down the length of her throat.
Her eyelids fluttered, her lips parting of their own accord.
âWhat are we doing?â she whispered helplessly, clutching his shoulders as if she were hanging on for dear life.
âBeing impulsive.â He licked his way into the curve of her shoulder and she shivered. âIsnât it the best?â
âIâm not impulsive,â she said, even as she arched her neck to give him more room to work.
He ran his tongue along that same spot over and over until she trembled again.
âYou are now.â
Dear Reader,
As if being married to a former sports editor didnât fill my life with enough sports talk, Iâm also raising three highly competitive sons. Team sports fill my days and reviewing game film often occupies our time between game days. Itâs a fun family pastime and has given me lots of insight into all kinds of sports. Iâve written baseball players for Blaze in Double Play and Sliding Into Home. But my new series takes me to the world of hockeyâwhich some readers may recall I touched on in Date with a Diva.
Welcome to âDouble Overtime,â where hockey reigns supreme and hot athletes abound. What makes the stories all the more fun is the connection to the Murphy family, which I introduced in my WRONG BED books, Making a Splash and Riding the Storm. The Murphys are a family of five brothers and their foster brother, Axel, who gets a story next month in Her Man Advantage.
I sure hope youâll enjoy these sports heroes as much as Iâve enjoyed writing them. Most of all, thank you for picking up one of my books and giving me the chance to share a story with you!
Happy reading,
Joanne Rock
The mother of three sports-minded sons, JOANNE ROCK has found her primary occupation to be carting kids to practices and cheering on their athletic prowess at any number of sporting events. In the windows of time between football games, she loves to write and cheer on happily-ever-afters. A three-time RITA>® Award nominee, Joanne is an author of more than fifty books for a variety of series. She has been an RT Book Reviews Career Achievement Award nominee and multiple Reviewersâ Choice finalist, including a nomination for The Captive Best Blaze of 2010. Her work has been reprinted in twenty-six countries and translated into nineteen languages. Over two million copies of her books are in print. For more information on Joanneâs books, visit www.joannerock.com.
For my sons, Taylor, Camden and Maxim.
Thank you for the love, the laughs, and for
occasionally cleaning your rooms.
I could not be more proud of you boys!
MARISSA COLLINS WAS IN the market for a man. A tall, dark and gorgeous man. In fact, sheâd set her sights on Philadelphiaâs most wanted eligible bachelor.
Snagging that kind of prize target might intimidate most women. But since her work as a personal matchmaker had Marissa chasing single guys on a daily basis, tonightâs manhunt was all in a dayâs work.
Handing her keys to the valet in front of the Normandy Farm Hotel in the Philadelphia suburbs, Marissa stepped out of the cramped hybrid car and stretched her legs at the scene of her eveningâs mission. A tension headache that had started this morning after another call from a high-priority client twisted into a throbbing knot behind her eye. Hockey superstar Kyle Murphy was on her top clientâs personal Most Wanted list, and Marissa had no choice but to deliver if she was going to keep her customer happy. Ever since her mother had been injured, Marissa no longer worked as a matchmaker just for the love of it. Being her momâs primary caretaker necessitated an income.
âEnjoy your evening, maâam.â The college kid in a bow tie and windbreaker grinned at her as she gathered her purse and an evening wrap to ward off the chill of a March evening.
She handled the silk chiffon carefully, the white showstopper a long-ago gift from her mother. Brandy Collins, her pop singer mom, had bought it while on tour in Italy back when she commanded standing-room-only audiencesâbefore the traumatic brain injury that left her frequently confused and fighting to retain basic motor skills. There were experimental medicines available, but without FDA approval, Marissa needed funds to afford the care. Sheâd give anything to see the light of real recognition in her momâs eyes again.
âCan you tell me which way to the Philadelphia Phantoms event?â she asked the valet as he slid behind the wheel of her vehicle.
She dug into her purse for a pair of rhinestone earrings and clipped them into place.
âThe hockey team is in the main conference atrium.â The valet pointed as he checked for traffic near the unloading area. âThere are signs when you walk in.â