“You wouldn’t believe the calendar I’ve kept. And should I ask about the analytics of your love life?” He cracks a smile, and I snort as I suck in tears. You just have to be willing to listen to your innermost thoughts. You have the answers to all of your questions. I watch his pudgy little fingers spread the peanut butter, which is now all over the handle.ĭig deep. Jackson makes himself a peanut butter and jelly sandwich. But how can I explain my relationship with Andrew if I don’t understand it myself? Especially when we are on and off more than a bathroom light switch. He’s buying it for now, even though it’s not the first time he has asked. “I wanted it to be extra sparkly, so I’m cleaning it,” I say to Jackson. “Mommy, where’s your ring?” My seven-year-old son asks. I’ve been keeping notes on my phone to track when he’s out of town, when he picks a fight, and when we break up. Sometimes Andrew is gone for two weeks at a time. Andrew travels, analyzing businesses for a venture capitalist firm. My engagement ring is off as much as it is on. Andrew and I have been breaking up every couple of months for around a year. Each couple has their own HEA but you learn background on the side characters that's important when they star in their own book.According to Neil Sedaka, “Breaking Up Is Hard to Do.” Well, Neil doesn’t know my fiancé. Megan is a whizz with numbers, but she knows how to stoke those fires blazing in their souls. *If you like steamy forbidden romances, Archer will melt more than your heart when he hires Megan as his Finance Manager. Or do I risk it all and go for that home run to love? Play by the rules and lose out on my last chance at bat. Playing by the rules has always been my mantra, but what am I to do? But controlling my feelings for her is proving to be the most difficult task on my to-do list. Managing a professional baseball organization is a piece of cake. Well, it seemed like a good idea at the time. And like an idiot, I made the rule - no boss/employee relationships. The problem? She came in for an interview and now she works for me. Her glances, her sarcasm, all her spark and moxie.

She reads me like a pitcher just waiting to make me walk. For the first time I am feeling things I thought I'd never feel again, she stirs passion deep in me and more. She struck me straight in the heart the moment I saw her. My hearts only got one last chance at swinging for love and I'm not ready to miss.

Sounds great, right? But what do I do now? I have no personal life, and after my last horrifically failed relationship, I am not looking to strike-out. Now my mission's accomplished, the team and staff respect me, and not because my father owns the team. My goal? To make them winners in all respects of the word. In three years, I've poured my heart and soul into the Sarasota Sharks. But when they're left alone, will late nights in the office ignite forbidden flames?

Sliding Headfirst by Kristin Lee