Falling for the wrestler she had been assigned to
interview wasn’t part of Danni’s plan, until Vinnie Valentine pinned her heart
in a flash.
Disgruntled with her job as the office assistant for a national sports
magazine, Danni Stone impersonates a reporter to prove herself to her boss. Her
assignment? Spend thirty days on the road with Vinnie Valentine, a sexy
Life isn’t going well for the Heavyweight Champ. Vinnie is struggling with a
manipulative boss, prepping for the most important match of his career, and
feuding with his arch-enemy, Thorn. The last thing he needs is a nosy reporter
following him around—even if she is hot.
Thrown together in close quarters, Danni can’t help falling for Vinnie, and she
unwittingly becomes a key player in his title match. Their mutual attraction
grows, and late one night, they give in to the lustful feelings they’ve been
As their relationship deepens, Danni considers telling
Vinnie her secret. But before she can
confess the truth, Vinnie discovers she isn’t the reporter she claims to be.
Her lie threatens to ruin everything between them. Will their relationship be
destroyed by her deception or will their love win out?
An Excerpt from A Deceptive Match: A minute later, she felt someone standing over her left
shoulder. What did Everett
want now? She snapped her head up. “Look I—”
The words died on her lips as she found herself staring
straight into a black spandex crotch. The bulging groin had a four-inch wide
pink heart embroidered in the center. What on Earth?
Her gaze flickered up, taking in the rock-hard abs, the
tanned chest and wide shoulders, until she settled on the honey-blond hair and
Vinnie flexed his pectoral muscles one at a time and winked at her.
Her pulse quickened, and a bolt of lightning zapped through
her. The words HOT AND SWEATY SEX blazed across her mind before she could stop
“Oh man, if I had a nickel for every time I saw that look…”
Vinnie elbowed Ev in the ribs. “Will you get lost and leave
Danni felt her face flush. No wonder women drooled over
Vinnie, he looked like a sculpted Greek god.
She focused her attention on her notebook and tried to calm
her racing heart.
What was wrong with her? She had watched Vinnie wrestle on
TV, and she knew what he looked like in his wrestling gear. So why was she so
flustered at seeing him in person? Maybe because now he was real.
Seeing him on
TV was one thing, but now he stood less than two feet away from her,
half-naked, and close enough to touch. If she didn’t know better, Vinnie could
be a nude centerfold...