Series: Bro Code #3
Release Date: March 24, 2020
size smaller than you are, because all that pressure in the junk will
short-circuit your brain.And you’ll lie to a woman in a club about your real name.Leave her unsatisfied after making out in a bathroom.
Then find out that she’s the one thing standing in the way of your dreams. And
she very much doesn’t like being lied to.
Now I have to convince Lila Valentine—the woman I can’t stop thinking about, my
biggest regret, and my new boss—that I’m what’s best for the baseball team
If we can’t work together to save the Fireballs, the commissioner’s forcing a
sale and moving them across the country.
I’ll do anything to save my home team.
But the one thing I can’t do?
Keep my hands to myself.
Which would be fine, if she hadn’t been telling me lies this whole time too.
Liar, Liar, Hearts on Fire is a rocking fun romance between a single
dad obsessed with baseball, an heiress with secrets, baseball pants, a rundown
team, and rabid ducks. It stands alone and comes with a guaranteed
visible chickens on the field, and it gets louder as we approach the dugout on
the first base side.
shameless in using him as a human shield if this is a chicken uprising. What’s
that movie? The one with the apes that rebel and take over the world? That’s
what this sounds like, except with feathers and clucks instead of
chest-pounding and grunts.
didn’t cover protecting yourself from rabid chickens.
to himself, and oh my god.
a dad joke at a time like this?”
deserted ball field?”
ritualistic sacrifice of one of their own.”
starts? They shed their feathers to choke us to death?”
head. “Stop! I can’t see! What’s coming?”
flapping its wings and chasing the other, who’s squawking so loudly she could
wake the dead.
to see that!”
Security? Security? I’ll give whoever removes this duck a
ten-thousand-dollar bonus. Right now.”
can hear me.
now, he’s laughing so hard. “Give ’em a few. They’ll finish up.”
coming. They should be flying to the Caribbean for Mai Tais and sunshine.
duck suddenly seems to realize I’m coming at him.
his wings, and gets this evil glint in his eyes that means I really should’ve
thought about what I was doing before I came in here.
again. I’m a city girl. We don’t do farm animals.
grabs my elbow and tugs. “Let the ducks be.”
I’m asking the wrong question.
other duck in a dugout?
to this duck because he’s going to kill me?
well-timed, oh, fuck and runs with me. “The other
dugout,” he shouts, pointing to the dugout on the third base side.
with that—that—that mutant penis and then scoop us up in its
talons, and—”Aaah! It got me. It got me!“
Bestselling author who writes romantic comedies that will make tears run down
your leg. When she’s not reading, writing or sleeping, she’s being crowned
employee of the month as a stay-at-home mom and housewife trying to prepare her
adorable demon spawn to be productive members of society, all the while
fantasizing about long walks on the beach with hot chocolate chip cookies.