Swinging for Love
Disaster strikes. Now the youngest, fastest baseball player on the Sharks is my roommate. It’s fine. He’ll be gone all the time, right? But I’ve already seen him in his boxer briefs and believe me, I can’t quit thinking about it.
Oh, good Lord, he just came out of the bathroom with my beach towel wrapped around his muscular hips. Did I mention the beach towel says, “Girls Just Wanna Have Fun?”
Yeah. I’m sharing a space with a gorgeous baseball player that sees me only as a friend. It's impossible not to want more so I tease him with my pajama version of daisy dukes.
Will he sit on the bench or will he swing for love?
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