Win the game. Lose your heart. Everyone knows who I am and that I could have any female fan I want. That's supposed to be the "perk" of playing left field for the Boston Renegades. But I don't want just any woman; I want her. She should be just another face in the crowd, but I can't stop thinking about the one night we spent together-and her look of regret the morning after. Because Saylor Blackwell is the kind of woman who haunts a man. Smart, sexy as hell, and one of the best managers in the business. She's every ballplayer's dream woman. And I'd do anything to make things right with her. I'm done sitting on the bench when it comes to Saylor Blackwell. Time to swing for the fences.
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