There’s a line between our work life and our personal life. We like to keep it clear and straight so we don’t cross it. But what happens when it blurs? When that line isn’t as straight as it used to be? Or as clear which side we want someone on?

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Emma had no right to be so pissed off that he was flirting with one of the moms, but she was. He always treated her like an employee but the woman with heels and perfect hair and one of those hour glass figures Emma had always been envious of… she got him to flirt.

Emma tore her eyes away from his, not willing to give in to anything more than he’d already seen. She studied her clipboard, understanding that learning the names of the players was as important as anything when coaching. She’d asked for pictures to go with the list of twelve girls, but was told they didn’t have any.

At least Emma knew two of the girls. Jeff’s daughter and the perfect mom’s daughter. Two down, ten to go.

She felt Jeff at her side before he was within her sight line, but she knew he was there. “Hey,” he said casually. “Thanks for coming.”

Emma nodded then pasted on a smile for him. “Of course. What time do we need to get started?”

Jeff turned away and surveyed the field. “It looks like we have ten here so we’ll wait a few more minutes. Do you want to meet Taryn?”

Meet his daughter? That felt like something different than meeting the girls at the camp. That felt personal.

Emma couldn’t do personal with him.

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When Emma took the job as camp coach for Taryn’s basketball camp, she wasn’t sure she could handle being around a bunch of little girls all day. The only reason she agreed was knowing Jeff would be there with her to help.

But when Jeff ends up in a meeting all day and missing camp, Emma not only has to spend the day at camp alone, with 12 seven and eight year olds, but she ends up watching Jeff’s daughter half the night, too.

I don’t think either of them were thrilled by that one…

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When he finally looked at his own house he was confused. His house was lit up. The porch light was on. The interior lights appeared to all be on. And Emma’s gigantic SUV was in his driveway.

How the hell did she get into his house?

Jeff parked next to Emma’s vehicle and got out, knowing he needed to deal with her before he went to get Taryn.

He walked through his wide-open garage and into the kitchen. Where he heard laughter and the television.

What the hell?

“Hello?” he called as he set his stuff on the counter and turned toward the living room to his right.

“Daddy!” Taryn shouted, jumping up from the couch and running to him. She flung herself into his arms, making him nervous. Taryn wasn’t usually an overly affectionate kid. If she was hugging him, he worried it meant something was wrong.

“Are you okay?”

She nodded against his chest. “I thought you were going to get me earlier. I didn’t know what happened.”

“I sent Ms. Isabella a text to let her know my meeting was running late. Why aren’t you at her house?”

“Ms. Isabella had something to do and couldn’t take me with her.”

“So, who’s here?” Jeff asked, dread filling him as he realized he’d left his daughter in the care of someone he didn’t know.

Until she stood up from the couch. Her hair was spilling out of the ponytail he knew she’d worn all day. Her clothes were dirty and wrinkled. Her legs had dirt sprinkled on them. But it was her eyes that told him she was even less thrilled to be there than he was to find his daughter home and not with Isabella.

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I’m so excited this book is finally available! Nothing But Net was an emotional challenge to write, but I loved every minute of it! Emma and Jeff were such amazing characters. They were fun and silly and exciting and it was so hard to have them torn apart. I hope you enjoy this story as much as I did!

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The sight of her, uninhibited and wild beneath him, was something Jeff knew he’d never forget. For as long as he lived, Emma would torment him, drive him half-insane. And in that instant he knew, without any inkling of doubt, that he loved her more deeply than he’d ever loved another woman. And that knowledge, that reality, that truth, sent him flying over the edge after her, his own orgasm claiming him the same way Emma had. Controlling him as he pumped into her, filling her, drawing out her pleasure with his own.

He collapsed on top of her, unable to move for long moments. Her arms circled his back and held him tight to her. Her breathing slowed gradually, but Jeff couldn’t bring himself to let go of her. Once he realized his feelings for her were so much more than simple lust, he didn’t want to go through another day without her.

He knew it was crazy. They’d known each other for years, but it had been less than a week since he’d first kissed her, three days since they’d had sex. He couldn’t even call what they did making love, although for him that was in there too.

Emma pushed at his shoulders and he rolled off her. He kneeled on the floor at her side, taking in every inch of her beautiful curvy body. She had dips and valleys that told a story of her body. A body that made his softening cock harden again, already getting ready for her a second time.

Then Emma stood and started searching for her clothes. Jeff wanted to kick himself for thinking she would ever want to be tied down, especially to someone like him. He knew he wouldn’t be enough for Emma. And he wouldn’t hold her back from finding whatever made her happy.

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Nothing But Net will be out in a week! Can you believe it? Since I completely forgot about writing a Q&A Sunday post this week (I was dropping my kids off with their grandparents), I wanted to give you a good sneak peek at Nothing But Net. 

Emma has realized she has a problem. She’s got to deal with it and knows the best way is to handle it on her own. She wants to take a break and give herself time to fix herself.

Too bad her boss, Jeff, has other plans.

Jeff needs Emma to help coach his daughter’s basketball camp. He volunteers to help her out, even though he knows being so close to Emma all the time will torture him. He’s always seen her as something other than just an employee, but seeing her in shorts and tank tops for two weeks might kill him.

Until he kisses her. Then he knows for sure she’ll kill him.

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She shrugged again, her eyes scanning his body. He felt himself stir, wondering if he met her approval. When her eyes finally met his again, he saw more desire than he anticipated. Enough that he had to go to her. Had to take the last few steps across the kitchen. Had to pin her against the counter.

“What are you doing?” she asked in a ragged breath.

“Hell if I know,” he mumbled, then lowered his lips to her.

Emma tasted sweet, like the last bite of ice cream at the bottom of the bowl. She didn’t lean into him, but she didn’t pull back either, which Jeff took as a good sign. He kept his hands on the counter, forcing his fingers to remain in place and not drag her body against his. He toyed with her, wanting to know if he was the only one who felt the attraction between them. He kissed her softly, working his way from one side of her mouth to the other, then brushing her lips with his tongue only to pull back again.

He needed her to meet him halfway.

With a slow groan, her hands caressed his chest. His whole body stiffened, waiting for her next move. Her tongue parted her lips then touched his and he was lost.

On a rough growl, Jeff leaned his weight onto her, letting her feel exactly what she was doing to him. She moaned softly and rubbed against him, her arms winding around his neck and dragging him closer.

He went willingly into her arms. He couldn’t remember the last time a kiss had felt so good. Not that there’d been many in recent years, but Emma made him feel like he was made of flint. One spark from her and he was a bonfire.

His hands went to her waist as her tongue stroked his. He was enjoying the Emma he’d known for years coming out to play. She was confident and playful in her kisses, teasing him enough to get a reaction then diving back in to take control. When he lifted her onto the counter without breaking their kiss, she squeaked and smiled against his lips. He pressed his erection against her and her grin became a groan.

“That sound might kill me,” he whispered against her neck, alternating his tongue and his teeth on her skin.

“I think going back outside and pretending nothing happened is going to kill me.”

Jeff froze. He’d forgotten all about where they were. He had a hand halfway up her shirt and he was grinding himself against her. On the kitchen counter. In Isabella’s kitchen. With his daughter and her best friend right outside the door.

“Forgot about them, didn’t you?” Emma teased.

Jeff shook his head and backed away. “I’m sorry. I did. I shouldn’t have put you in this position.”

Emma smiled at him and tugged him back for another quick kiss. “It was a rather fun position.”

Jeff laughed and rested his forehead against hers. “A few more minutes and it would have been a rather embarrassing position. Especially if anyone came inside.”

Emma glanced at the door and shook her head. “I’m pretty sure Isabella was scheming to throw us together. It’s likely she threatened the girls to keep them out.”

Jeff groaned. He knew Isabella was up to something, but it bugged him that the only reason Emma kissed him was because of Isabella. That he wasn’t enough of a reason on his own. He liked that the women had become friends, but in a rush the last two days of them laughing when they watched him came back in a rush of embarrassment. He nudged his glasses up and rubbed the bridge of his nose, attempting to ward off a brewing headache. He settled the dark metal frame back into place and took a step away from Emma, suddenly annoyed that he’d accosted her. That he had fallen right into whatever plot the two of them cooked up. First, get the dorky guy to check you out. Second, get him to kiss you. He didn’t want to know what she would do to get him into bed.

“I’ll grab the burgers and see you outside,” he grunted, then left.

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