I’m on a heater in an all-night penthouse poker game when the host throws me a curve ball. One hand, all in, and if I lose? Not only do I give up the pile of winnings in front of me, I have to play in his daughter’s charity softball game the next day. She needs a ringer and apparently, that’s me.
No way am I losing this hand. I’m not into charity anything. And kids? Outside of my nieces and nephews, I have zero interest.
But, when a blonde bombshell with ivory skin and lips to die for walks in, tosses me a look, then walks back out without a word, she throws me way off my usual game.
Still, I’m a man of my word, so I show up at the field the next day, and who do I find? It’s the stunning sweet cheeks from the night before standing on the pitcher’s mound staring me down. She’s got zero interest in playing any games with me besides softball but I’m pulling out all the stops.
She’s got me swinging for the fences. Only, her father has other ideas on who she’s going to spend the rest of her life with and it’s not me.
Too bad. My future father-in-law is about to strike out and I’m hitting a home run. With his daughter.