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Blurb Blitz Tour & #Giveaway: Lyrical Press Contemporary Romances

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Blurb Blitz Tour & #Giveaway: Lyrical Press Contemporary Romances

Welcome to the Blurb Blitz Tour for the Lyrical Press Contemporary Romances. On my stop I will be featuring To Win Her Back: Players #4 by MacKenzie Crowne. The authors will be awarding digital copies of the books on tour to a randomly drawn winner via rafflecopter during the tour. Follow the tour by clicking on the banner image above and comment; the more you comment, the better your chances of winning.

To Win Her Back

by MacKenzie Crowne

Genre: Contemporary Romance

Series: Players Series #4

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Blurb:

Will the mistakes of the past ruin their future?

As public relations coordinator for the Manhattan Marauders pro football team, Victoria “V” Price has the wealth, prestige, and glamour she only dreamed of growing up. All she’s missing is a man to share it with. V thought she gave up her shot at love when she left her childhood sweetheart in the dust of her rural Texas town, along with the painful secrets of her family life. But the past comes roaring back when Sam Fitzpatrick, the only man she ever loved, is hired as the Marauders’ new offensive coordinator.

Despite Sam’s reluctance to work alongside V, his distrust of the woman who broke his young heart is no match for their swiftly rekindling passion. Yet even as V’s tough PR persona gives way to her softer side, Sam wonders if their chemistry is enough to overcome the wounds left unhealed between them. But when the devastating truth of V’s past is exposed, threatening both her career and their second chance, Sam finds himself asking a different question: does he have what it takes to win back her love?

 

 

“You’re the last person I’d expect to find in Barlow. Slummin’ it, V?”

She stiffened her spine and refused to wince at the sarcastic bite of his words. His animosity was no more than she’d expected. No more than she deserved.

That didn’t mean she had to like it. If he’d expected more all those years ago, so had she. Her dreams had been crushed right along with his when he’d blown out his knee. And wasn’t life a bitch? Hell. She was a bitch, or so she’d been told on a number of occasions. Sam obviously agreed. She snorted inwardly. She’d take the title bitch over victim any day.

She jacked her chin to an extra snotty angle. “Normally, I wouldn’t be caught dead in this dump of a town, but since you’re here and I need to speak to you, here I am.”

“Speak to me?” He crossed his arms, “That’s a complete turnaround from the last time we saw each other.”

Since his mocking claim was true, she’d give him that one. She pasted on a fake smile. “I have a business proposition for you.”

From the far end of the field, one of the coaches called his name. Sam lifted his hand in a silent wave, then turned back to her. Though he was a foot taller and topped her by nearly 100 pounds, she’d never been afraid of him. Yet, the way he stepped forward, crowding her against the car, made her nervous. She refused to flinch as he lowered his head until his face was less than an inch from hers.

“Baby, any business we might have had together was finished a long time ago.”

The direct hit was like a blow to her belly. She absorbed the pain. Embraced it. Put it behind her, the way she always had, and focused on the business at hand. While a pop in his nose would be more satisfying, in her experience, a dangled carrot normally delivered better results. Sam’s hostility might be justified, but he was a man, and a competitive one at that. She’d bet her favorite Louis Vuitton bag he wouldn’t let her walk away without finding out why she’d come.

With a careless shrug, she pivoted away. “Suit yourself.”

He stepped back as she opened the door and slipped into the seat, the prevented her from slamming the door in his face by propping a forearm on the window frame.

“That’s it?” He leaned down to meet her gaze, his broad chest and shoulders filling the crack of the open door.

“That’s it.” She pushed the sunglasses down her nose to fry him with a pointed glare. “Now, if you don’t mind…” She let the unspoken suggestion he go to hell dangle in the air between them.

“It happens I do mind.” An angry crease marred the tanned skin of his brow.

“Sucks to be you.” She tugged on the armrest, but he held the door firm.

His voice vibrated with an impatient growl. “What’s the proposition?”

About MacKenzie Crowne

Wife, mother and really young grandmother, Mackenzie Crowne shares her home with her high school sweetheart husband, a neurotic Pomeranian, and a blind cat. She calls Arizona home because the southwest feeds her soul. Her love of the romance genre has been a lifelong affair, both as a reader and a writer. A bout with breast cancer sharpened her resolve to see her stories shared with others. Today, she’s a seven-year survivor, living the dream. Her friends call her Mac. She hopes you will too.

 

 
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