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Luis:
I'm having a super season, as part of the Rivertown Rowdies' starting battery. That might be mostly because my pitcher and good friend, Danny Broadway, is having the best season of his life. Danny's young, and sooner or later the ball club will call him up to the majors (sooner, if my guess is correct). But what happens to me then? I'm pushing twenty-eight -- and catchers' knees take a lot of punishment. Can I still hack it?
And why can't I get the feisty, gorgeous, curvy girl who lives next door in my apartment complex off my mind?
Adera:
I'm just trying to make my way as a child court advocate, sharing an apartment with my beautiful friend Violet. Violet's always got guys hanging off her generous curves, but me? I'm shy.
When I bump into a fantastically-muscled man in the apartment's laundry room, it's because he has my freshly-laundered pink lace panties draped over his face. I'm used to having guys make fun of the size of my butt, but this is so humiliating I burst into tears. And then when he yanks them off his face, we're both horrified to find out that we live next door to each other.
What started in the laundry room was far from perfect . . . but just maybe we're right for each other.
Genre: Romance
I'm having a super season, as part of the Rivertown Rowdies' starting battery. That might be mostly because my pitcher and good friend, Danny Broadway, is having the best season of his life. Danny's young, and sooner or later the ball club will call him up to the majors (sooner, if my guess is correct). But what happens to me then? I'm pushing twenty-eight -- and catchers' knees take a lot of punishment. Can I still hack it?
And why can't I get the feisty, gorgeous, curvy girl who lives next door in my apartment complex off my mind?
Adera:
I'm just trying to make my way as a child court advocate, sharing an apartment with my beautiful friend Violet. Violet's always got guys hanging off her generous curves, but me? I'm shy.
When I bump into a fantastically-muscled man in the apartment's laundry room, it's because he has my freshly-laundered pink lace panties draped over his face. I'm used to having guys make fun of the size of my butt, but this is so humiliating I burst into tears. And then when he yanks them off his face, we're both horrified to find out that we live next door to each other.
What started in the laundry room was far from perfect . . . but just maybe we're right for each other.
Genre: Romance
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