An NFL player who finds love when he least expects it…
MAKING THE PLAY
Hidden Falls #1
T.J. Kline
Released Sept 27th, 2016
Avon Impulse
T.J.
Kline launches a brand new series with the charming story of an NFL player who
finds love when he least expects it…
Grant
McQuaid has dedicated his entire life to his football career. Now an injury
threatens his place on the team and he’s forced to return home to rehabilitate.
But when he meets his “biggest fan,” a precocious, blue-eyed, hearing impaired
boy named James—and his beautiful mother, Bethany—Grant begins to question
whether football is the future he still wants.
Bethany
Mills has been doing just fine since her husband walked out on them… and she
definitely doesn’t need another man to disappoint her—or her son. But when James
runs into his hero at the park, Bethany admits there is a void in her son’s
life that she just can’t fill. Her attraction to the handsome football star is
undeniable, but a man in the limelight is the last thing she wants for herself,
or James.
Grant doesn’t
want to subject Bethany to the chaos of dating a professional athlete. But the
more time he spends with her and James, the harder it is to resist making a
play for her heart…
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Making the Play by T.J. Kline
My rating: 4 of 5 stars
Routine. We all have one. A plan that helps us stay on track and gets up from point A to point B. But what happens when that becomes redundant? A person can get stuck and when something happens to break the sequence, it easy to become thrown off course. Grant is faced with a similar situation in Making the Play. An injury has left him in limbo and faced with a future beyond the field. Will a single mother with a chip on her shoulder and her adorably little boy show him the true meaning of the word "hero"? T.J. Kline gets to the bottom of what's truly important and gives the reader something to think about while doing so.
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REVIEW: MAKING THE PLAY (HIDDEN FALLS) BY T.J. KLINE
Making the Play by T.J. KlineMy rating: 4 of 5 stars
Routine. We all have one. A plan that helps us stay on track and gets up from point A to point B. But what happens when that becomes redundant? A person can get stuck and when something happens to break the sequence, it easy to become thrown off course. Grant is faced with a similar situation in Making the Play. An injury has left him in limbo and faced with a future beyond the field. Will a single mother with a chip on her shoulder and her adorably little boy show him the true meaning of the word "hero"? T.J. Kline gets to the bottom of what's truly important and gives the reader something to think about while doing so.
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EXCERPT
Bethany watched from the doorway as Grant McQuaid, star running back, lay on her bathroom floor repairing the seal on her toilet. Thank goodness she’d cleaned the tile after the water had soaked it.
“That should do it,” he announced, standing up and handing James the wrench he’d purchased. “Go put that in a safe place so your mom has it when she needs it next time.”
His shirt had several wet spots on it from his less-than-stellar handyman skills, plastering it to him in several places and making it difficult for Bethany to keep from staring at the way the muscles of his upper body shifted, flexing with his every movement. Her fingers itched to run down the lines of his rib cage where the shirt clung to him like a second skin.
“Ice cream time,” James announced, running past her into the hallway.
“Put it into the drawer by the phone, baby,” she called after him.
Grant washed his hands at the sink and wiped them on the towel sitting on the counter before he turned toward her. “Ice cream time,” he repeated, his voice low and husky.
It didn’t sound like a fun outing when he said it. It sounded like a dark promise of sweet, sinfully dangerous things to come. He took a step toward her, eliminating any distance between them and looked down at her, his dampened chest only inches from her face. Her fingers twitched, desperate to reach out and touch his skin, to see if it was indeed as hot and hard as it looked.
“Are you ready?”
Bethany glanced up at him, the heat from his skin warming her without a touch, setting every nerve ending in her body on high alert. She felt his breath wash over the top of her head. “Are you sure you want to do this? You don’t have to.”
The smile that spread over his lips was warm. And slightly wicked. “Bethany, there is nothing I’d rather do right now.”
His eyes met hers and he lifted a finger under her chin. His hand was cool and still slightly damp from washing up but his gaze was hot. Bethany felt the sizzle of electricity from his touch as it stole her breath. She licked her lips, wondering what she could say, if she could even form words to speak.
His gaze fell to her lips and she felt her knees weaken, her breaths coming in shallow pants. “I take that back. I can think of a few other things I’d rather do with you.”
“That should do it,” he announced, standing up and handing James the wrench he’d purchased. “Go put that in a safe place so your mom has it when she needs it next time.”
His shirt had several wet spots on it from his less-than-stellar handyman skills, plastering it to him in several places and making it difficult for Bethany to keep from staring at the way the muscles of his upper body shifted, flexing with his every movement. Her fingers itched to run down the lines of his rib cage where the shirt clung to him like a second skin.
“Ice cream time,” James announced, running past her into the hallway.
“Put it into the drawer by the phone, baby,” she called after him.
Grant washed his hands at the sink and wiped them on the towel sitting on the counter before he turned toward her. “Ice cream time,” he repeated, his voice low and husky.
It didn’t sound like a fun outing when he said it. It sounded like a dark promise of sweet, sinfully dangerous things to come. He took a step toward her, eliminating any distance between them and looked down at her, his dampened chest only inches from her face. Her fingers twitched, desperate to reach out and touch his skin, to see if it was indeed as hot and hard as it looked.
“Are you ready?”
Bethany glanced up at him, the heat from his skin warming her without a touch, setting every nerve ending in her body on high alert. She felt his breath wash over the top of her head. “Are you sure you want to do this? You don’t have to.”
The smile that spread over his lips was warm. And slightly wicked. “Bethany, there is nothing I’d rather do right now.”
His eyes met hers and he lifted a finger under her chin. His hand was cool and still slightly damp from washing up but his gaze was hot. Bethany felt the sizzle of electricity from his touch as it stole her breath. She licked her lips, wondering what she could say, if she could even form words to speak.
His gaze fell to her lips and she felt her knees weaken, her breaths coming in shallow pants. “I take that back. I can think of a few other things I’d rather do with you.”
T. J.
Kline was raised competing in rodeos and Rodeo Queen
competitions since the age of 14 and has thorough knowledge of the sport as
well as the culture involved. She writes contemporary western romance for Avon
Romance, including the Rodeo series and the Healing Harts series. She has
published a nonfiction health book and two inspirational fiction titles under
the name Tina Klinesmith. In her very limited spare time, T.J. can be found
laughing hysterically with her husband, children, and their menagerie of pets
in Northern California.
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