Shanna Hatfield

Love at the 20-yard Line Shanna Hatfield 1.º edición

Are you a fan of football and sweet romance?
Enjoy a generous helping of both in Love at the 20-Yard Line.

Haven Haggarty is woefully inept when it comes to men and matters of the heart. Successful in her job as an image consultant with an up-and-coming company, Haven wishes she could enjoy as much triumph in her dating efforts. Falling for the local arena team's handsome wide receiver, Haven realizes she needs to tackle her fears or miss the opportunity to experience once-in-a-lifetime love.

Brody Jackson lives and breathes football. As a wide receiver for a popular arena team, he's determined to make it back to the NFL. Cocky and confident, he doesn't have the time or energy to be bothered with a serious relationship. Brody is blindsided by the girl who captures his attention during the first game of the season and breaks through his defenses. He has to decide if he'll let go of his dreams or fumble his chance to win Haven's heart.

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Turning his gaze to her hair, his next objective was to lose the hair
band binding that golden mane at the back of her head. He'd dreamed of what her
hair would look like down, how it would feel with his hands buried in the
curls, and he wasn't leaving until he found out.

"What about your hair? How come you've always got it pulled back?"

Reaching a hand up to her hair, Haven didn't even remember how she was
wearing it. Feeling the hair band holding it in a ponytail, she tugged it out
and stared at it lying on her palm.

"Old habit from growing up on a farm. Hair tends to get in the way when
you're outside working. At work, I like to keep a professional image with it
up, and I pull it into a ponytail at home most times without thinking."

"I see," Brody said, taking the band from her hand and dropping it on
the table next to her glasses before slowly threading his fingers into her
hair. It felt even better than he'd imagined and he drew closer, taking a deep
breath, inhaling the sweet scent of it. He felt her lean into his hand and
swallowed back a groan.

On the verge of devouring her with his growing longing, Brody gave
himself a mental lecture to calm down and take things slow. He didn't want to
scare Haven half to death the first time he really kissed her.

"Any more questions?" Haven smiled at Brody as he worked his hands
through to the ends of her hair then wrapped a curl around one long finger.

The appearance of her dimples was his undoing. Grabbing her waist, he
slid Haven closer then pressed his lips to each indentation in her cheeks
before turning his passionate gaze to hers.

"No more questions. I think we should seal this deal with a kiss,"
Brody said, watching Haven's eyes drift shut.

Brody knew kissing her would be amazing. What he hadn't anticipated was
the explosion of fiery heat in every nerve ending in his body. Her lips moving
beneath his set him aflame with no hope of extinguishing the blaze.

In the next few seconds, Brody realized two important details. The
first was that Haven touched places in his heart and soul he never even knew
existed. The second was that he'd never, in his lifetime, get enough of her
kisses.