Home Field Advantage: A Small Town, Single Dad Romance

When Dallas Westbrook is forced to the dugout after an injury ends his professional baseball career, he’s offered the position of head coach for the team that built him. But he’s barely able to find his footing before a brutal season puts him on temporary leave. Dallas is known for impulsive decisions both on and off the field. So when the opportunity arises to be the father to his daughter he always wishes he’d had, he decides to take it...even though it means picking up his life and going to Wyoming.
Living in Bluestone Lakes was never supposed to be permanent—until he meets his neighbor.
Poppy Barlow is off-limits. She’s ten years younger and his daughter’s first grade teacher. She lives by routines, color-coded checklists, and quiet consistency. Where Poppy is soft and steady, Dallas is sharp edges and split-second decisions.
But life has a way of delivering exactly what they didn’t know they were missing, as if it was a puzzle piece slipping into place.
When love finally rounds the bases, it all comes down to who has the home field advantage.
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Narrated in Duet by Jason Clarke and Vanessa Edwin

Excerpt:
Bringing my other hand up, I cup her face with both hands and tilt her head just right so she stays focused on me. Her skin feels soft under my touch, but it burns every part of my body. Our heart rates are pounding erratically but in sync. I can tell from how it feels under my hand.
“Is your brain in overdrive right now?” I breathe out, dangerously close to her lips.
She nods her head in my hold.
“Talk to me.”
“I…uh. This. Right here. You did this before.”
“Holding you?”
“Yes.”
“And what about it?”
“I thought”—she closes her eyes—“I keep thinking you’re going to kiss me when you do this.”
I bring my face closer to hers, letting my lips graze just barely above hers. Fuck, I already know she’s going to taste so sweet. This is dangerous. I’m playing with fire. I’m going to get fucking burned.
I also no longer give a shit.
Because if Poppy wants this, then I’ll give her everything.
“Is that what you want me to do, Poppy?”
With her eyes still closed, refusing to look at me, she practically moans. She moans at the tone of my voice. And it goes straight to my cock, with nothing but a pair of sweatpants to keep it down.
She doesn’t move an inch from the hold I have on her face, so I let my thumb caress the apple of her cheek. She finally looks at me. Emerald green eyes bore into mine and filled with so much fire.
“I didn’t think I did. I tried hard not to want it. This isn’t who I am, but to answer your question…yes. I do, but also understand if you don’t want this.”
I’ve pictured this moment since I first laid eyes on her at the coffee shop. I’ve played this moment in my head many nights when my head lay on the pillow and I couldn’t fall asleep.
Every glance, every touch, every breath held was mutual. Just two people circling the same gravitational pull, waiting for their orbits to align.
She doesn’t move. She doesn’t pull away.
My heart is beating so loudly that I swear she can hear it.
She stares at me, waiting on bated breath for my next move, and looking at me like she wants to be undone by me.
God help me. I’m so gone for her.
“F**k it.”
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Available on Kindle Unlimited, Paperback + Audio
Narrated in Duet by Jason Clarke and Vanessa Edwin