Cover Reveal: Playing the Game by Karen Frances
Title: Playing the Game
Series: A Beautiful Game #1
Author: Karen Frances
Genre: Romance
Cover Design: Kari March
Release Date: January 16, 2017
International football star Fletcher
Adams always has an eye on the ladies and, more often than not, one
on each arm. The sexy football pin-up knows he needs to
make changes in his life, but changes don’t come easily. It’s
time to head home to Scotland, away from everything that distracts
him, and concentrate on Playing the Game.
Jessica Taylor, a young ambitious
business woman, has her whole life mapped out. With her own home, a
boyfriend, and a baby on the way, her life is moving along according
to plan. When the unimaginable happens, her world crashes down and
the happy life she had is plunged into darkness.
A meeting of chance brings together two
very different people from different worlds. Both are trying to move
forward from pasts that haunt them. While Jessica is trying to pick
up the pieces of her shattered life, Fletcher is trying to prove he’s
calmed his wild ways and is ready to be the man to help piece her
heart back together. Will Fletcher Adams be the right man to save
her, or will she be the one to save him?
Jessica
“Can you please stop fussing?” I
ask calmly, although I’m silently counting one-to-ten under my
breath as my mum tries to help me stand up. But she doesn’t stop
fussing. She hasn’t listened to anything I’ve said to her this
last week. I don’t know how much more of this I can cope with. It’s
only going to get worse when I leave the hospital and go home with
her. At least here she’s had to go home at night, and I’ve gotten
a bit of peace and quiet. My mum means well, but this is too much,
even for me.
“Oh, for FUCK’S sake! Leave it!”
Her expression changes; her soft
features sadden at my words. Shit! Now I’ve only gone and upset
her.
“There’s no need for you to be
cursing. I know you’ve been through a lot, but there’s no need to
take it out on me.” She turns her head away from me, not wanting me
to see the hurt in her eyes.
“Sorry,” I say weakly. None of this
situation is my mum’s fault; I shouldn’t take it out on her. But
I can’t seem to help it. What’s the saying? ‘You hurt the ones
you love the most.’ In my case, it’s certainly true. When I’ve
not been sitting, staring blankly into space, ignoring everyone, I’ve
been damn right rude. Under any other circumstances even I would have
to admit to being a right bitch.
“Sweetheart, it’s fine. I just want
to help you.” She takes my arm, and I let her this time. There’s
not a single part of my body that’s not sore.
Karen Frances currently lives just
outside Glasgow, Scotland, with her husband, five children and two
dogs, although she does dream of living somewhere warm and sunny. Her
days are spent helping her husband run their busy family business.
She spends some of her free time trying to keep fit and prepare
healthy meals for her family, when their busy schedules allow them to
sit down at meal times together. The rest of her free time she uses
to plot and write and occasionally read.
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