What happens when you mix men and women in a fantasy football league?
Lots of sexy competition and instant rivalries. Owner of Fantasy Leagues, Lola Fontaine, maintains two identities, one as loving matchmaker and the other as ball busting Dominatrix.
In the LockHim Room, her muscle toned guys never know what to expect. With reclusive statistician, Eugene Carlton, they believe they have the perfect formula for romance. All their success takes a place on the Wall of Flame.
But, do they really know anything about true love connections?
She takes awkward Danika Parker under her wing and teaches her everything she doesn't know about love. However, in the process, they establish risky boundaries, pushing the envelope normally established for just friends.
Danika takes an interest in fellow participant, Finn Maxwell, the man still searching for a plan. Unfortunately for Lola, time is running out on secrets from her past. Living on borrowed time will catch up with her in a way she least expected. She will hurt the ones she loves, no matter how she tries.
But, will they ever forgive? Will Lola get more than she counted on?
Will Lola really shut down the Fantasy Leagues, just as she was making serious friends?
With Rudy, her best client and confidant, in the hospital after a paralyzing football injury, she must evaluate what's important. Her mother reveals a bizarre addiction just before she gives Lola cryptic information about her dad. What did Rod Stewart really have to do with Lola's father?
The Letter opens doors to both heartache and love, but, she doesn't know how to deal with either one. Just what did she do to make Marty attack her car with a baseball bat?
Does she really have that much passionate power over her closest companions?
Meanwhile, a second encounter with Danika ignites smoldering passions leaving these besties more than confused. Does Danika love both Lola and Finn? How could the two relationships be so opposite? Will Eugene agree to shoulder Lola through this latest crisis?
Potentially, working behind the scenes on the Fantasy Leagues may have revealed to Eugene what he is missing the most- a soul mate. Finn receives an offer almost too good to be true, if he takes the brass ring opportunity, will he say good-bye to Danika just as things are heating up? Lola spirals downward in an alcoholic torrent of hopelessness and fear, trying to help her long lost daughter, Sharlyn.
Dying from a disease, Lola would've never even met her long lost daughter if the situation wasn't critical. With Sharlyn's appearance, an unknown father is revealed, unraveling everything Lola tied shut years before. Just as in football, life is a game of inches, some gained some lost. Watching these characters struggle to gain yards may destroy relationships instead of scoring touchdowns. With many twists and turns keeping the reader guessing, a Game of Inches exposes the raw as well as the tender we all experience in life.
But, do we get up and power on, or do we lie down and give up what may be the best game of our lives?
Teaser from Split the Uprights:
I cracked the single tail whip. The black leather snapped across the room, echoing supremacy. He stood stock still, even with the pop next to his head. “Are you afraid of me?” “No, Coach Dom Lola.” He even tipped his chin slightly upward. I saw this as an act of a defiant ego. “You are nothing but muscle, you have no power here. Your choices aren’t your own. It’s all for me!” He didn’t move, not even his chin this time. “I could shred you.” I cracked the whip again, the popper lashed by his t-shirt hem, whooshing the fabric. Silence.
Teaser from A Game of Inches:
Lola. I don’t know what I was doing with Lola. She and I were filling a sexual need neither of us wanted to give up. Apparently, her usual outlets were now unavailable, at least, I assumed so. I wasn’t ready to give up my sexual experiments, going to the next level with Finn would definitely stop all extracurricular activities. She was so soft, beautiful, and sexy. I had no idea making love with another woman could be so sensual.
Teaser from A Game of Inches:
“I’d punch you…” “You love me too much to punch me. I won’t tell anyone if you admit it.” “Yes, Rudy, I do love you. It’s because I love you I punch you. Don’t you remember?” I remember his ass firm as a Brazilian butt lift. All Rudy, every inch and delicious curve. “Will you still let me play with you?”