Cecilia Tan The Hot Streak [Ravenous] (epub

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.* * *The Hot Streakby Cecilia Tan* * *EroticaCopyright © 2009 by Cecilia TanFirst published in 2009, 2009* * *NOTICE: This ebook is copyrighted.It is licensed only for use by the original purchaser.Duplication of this ebook by beaming, email, network, disk, paper, or any other method is a violation of international copyright law and subjects the violator to severe fines and/or imprisonment.* * *The Hot Streak:A Baseball RomanceA Ravenous Romance™ Real Man™ Original PublicationCecilia TanA Ravenous Romance™ Original Publicationwww.ravenousromance.comCopyright © 2009 by Cecilia TanRavenous Romance™100 Cummings CenterSuite 123ABeverly, MA 01915All rights reserved.No part of this book may be reproduced in whole or in part without written permission from the publisher, except by reviewers who may quote brief excerpts in connection with a review.ISBN-13: 978-1-60777-197-5This book is a work of fiction, and any resemblance to persons living or dead is purely coincidental.Chapter OneCasey felt like a little girl on her way to the circus.That was the only thing she could think of to compare it to, as she rode the packed train toward the ballpark.There was a kind of excitement in the crowd, and as she elbowed her way out of the car with the rest of the passengers, she couldn’t help but be caught up in it.She wasn’t completely sure which way to go, but surrounded by people in Robins hats and jerseys and T-shirts, she figured all she had to do was go with the flow.The river of brightly clad people buoyed her along toward the stadium.The summer breeze blew warm off Boston Harbor while the sun set somewhere behind the skyline.The glow of stadium lights ahead and the tinny sound of music from the PA system seemed to beckon the crowd.People chattered excitedly all around her, and she caught the sound of a familiar name in it.Hammond, Tyler Hammond.The two women directly in front of her were talking about the very guy who had invited Casey to this game.“What? It’s Hammond starting? I thought it was Gutierrez on the mound tonight.” The woman was in her forties, Casey guessed, blond, with overlong nails and too many rings.She reminded Casey of her Aunt Mary.“That was last night,” her friend replied.“Why do you think I’m wearing my Tyler Hammond jersey? Hello?” The other woman slid her long, dark hair aside, and pointed at her back to emphasize the point.Casey blinked.Right there, it said Hammond, with a large number thirteen sewn in black satin on the orange-red cloth.She had the urge to ask them, What’s he like? Is he a decent guy? I met him today at work and I have no clue what I’m doing here…But as the crowd grew thicker closer to the park, she lost sight of them.Time to figure out where to pick up the tickets.The stadium was only a few years old, a gleaming jewel on the waterfront, built to entice a National League team to Boston and, so said the cynical business columnists, to eat into the huge market of baseball fans the Red Sox had formerly monopolized.It had been big news at the time, but Casey hadn’t paid much attention in recent years and she’d never been to the ballpark before.She eventually found the window labeled “Team/Family/VIP”— a handwritten sign taped on the inside of the glass.Behind it stood a gray-haired woman wearing a red polo shirt with the Robins logo embroidered on it.“Last name?” she barked at Casey through the grill.“Branigan,” Casey answered.“Tyler Hammond said he left me… ”“Branigan,” the woman repeated.“Cassie?”“Casey,” she corrected, more annoyed at having been cut off than at the woman getting her name wrong.“Whatever.ID, please?”Casey slipped her driver’s license into the little metal well under the window, and the woman slid it back along with a ticket.“Enjoy the game.Next!”Casey put her license back into her wallet, feeling a bit like she was at the airport as she prepared to go through security.Were they going to want to see it again? They were searching people’s bags up ahead [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ]

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