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PITCH PLEASE COVER REVEAL

Title: Pitch Please
Series: There's No Crying in Baseball Author: Lani Lynn Vale
Genre: Sports Romance
Release Date: September 8, 2017 Photographer: Michael Stokes Cover Model: BT Urella

Baseball is life, the rest is just details.
Everyone who’s played the game has heard those words a time or two. But Hancock has heard them his entire life from his parents. His family has lived and breathed baseball even before he started little league.
Hancock “Parts” Peters has a name that inspires grins across many faces, but the moment those faces get their first look at him, those grins slide away.
Hancock is gruff, filterless, and doesn’t give a crap who he offends. He is the only man in baseball who doesn’t care if he gets an endorsement or not. He’s there to play the game. He’s there to win. He’s there because baseball is his life.
People think he’s a jerk.
And maybe he is. But if that’s how he has to come off to get people to leave him the hell alone so he can play in peace, so be it. The less people he has to worry about offending, the better.
***
Don’t let the fear of striking out hold you back. 
Sway Coffman didn’t mean to rock the boat. She was just there to do her job.
Sure, she was a woman in a man’s world. Yes, she beat out several of those men to get the job as head athletic trainer for the professional baseball team, The Texas Lumberjacks. And yeah, she now got hate mail from those men.
But she’s good at her job, and she earned the position.
What she is not good at, however, is talking to men.
Men seem to see her curvy hips, large breasts and thick thighs and automatically think she is incompetent. Because surely a fat girl couldn’t get the job treating some of the most fit and athletic men in the world, right?
Wrong.
This fat girl got the job, and she is proud of it.
What else did she get?
The attention of the sexiest bearded man she’d ever had the pleasure of laying eyes on.
It was enough to bring to her down to her knees…in front of that man, the hot and grumpy baseball player, Hancock Peters.

“Mr. Peters!” Someone called from further down the hallway that led to the field. “Mr. Peters! Wait!” Hancock looked over his shoulder, agitation clearly written all over his face. “I’ve already told you I won’t be doing it.” Hancock informed the small man. And he was small. Maybe not compared to a normal man, but standing next to Hancock the man looked positively minimal. “Please,” the man continued as if Hancock hadn’t even spoken. “This is a multi-thousand dollar commercial that we’ve been planning for months. Surely you understand that we’re doing it for…” “Craig,” Hancock growled. “I am not doing the Harlem Shake. Do I look like a man that does the fucking Harlem Shake?” Craig, who I guessed was in control of PR, smiled soothingly. “Parts,” he held out his hand. I still wondered why he was called Parts, but I wasn’t ever going to ask him. It was weird, and it was also a freakin’ secret. Everyone in the entire league wondered and speculated why he was called Parts. Nobody knew, though. “I’ll be there. But only if I can sit in the back and nobody sees me.” Hancock conceded. “And don’t try to move me, or I’m leaving. Capisce?” Craig nodded his head urgently. “How much time do we have until we start?” Hancock asked Craig. “Oh, about twenty minutes or so. Do you need me to bring you anything to drink?” Craig asked, happy now that he’d gotten his way. But I knew that Craig hadn’t gotten his way. Far from it. If I had my guess, Hancock wouldn’t even be in the commercial. He’d literally stay on the sidelines and make it a point to stay out of each of every shot, just like he did after games when reporters were hoping to interview him. Then there were the photos that featured him in them. None of them were taken with his permission. Other than the one that the MLB used to show his stats during games, I’d never seen one picture with him looking at the camera. “No, no drink Craig. Thank you.” Hancock waved Craig off. The moment Craig was dismissed, he hurried back in the direction of the field, a freakin’ skip in his step. When he rounded the corner, I turned to face Hancock fully again. “What?” I asked, wondering what that look on his face was about. “I’m not doing the Harlem Shake.” He repeated. I held up my hands in understanding. “I’m not much of a dancer, either. You and me can hang out in the back like the losers we are.” I teased. I hadn’t meant that either of us were necessarily real losers or anything, and the moment the words left my lips, I realized how it sounded. “I’m sorry,” I said, holding up my hand. “In no way, shape, or form am I accusing you of being a loser.” He grinned. “It’s okay.” He winked. “I don’t dance. I don’t do pictures. In fact, if I had my way, I wouldn’t even be here right now.” I smiled at him. “Sway!” Someone called. “Let’s go! We have to sit together in the front.” Sinclair, the one man in the entire complex that I didn’t want to see, was standing there sneering at me. “She’s not sitting in the front, Sinclair. She’s sitting with me in the back. We have to talk about what I expect out of her this season.” Hancock rumbled, stopping me with a large hand on my arm when I went to move around him.
I’m a married mother of three. My kids are all under 5, so I can assure you that they are a handful. I’ve been with my paramedic husband now for ten years, and we’ve produced three offspring that are nothing like us. I live in the greatest state in the world, Texas.

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