Porter Prescott spent years fighting to be his own person.
His goal of playing for a hockey club not associated with the Prescott name finally comes true.
But just as he’s leaving for the next chapter in his life, he meets her.
Asher Spence spent a lifetime learning she was worthless and unwanted.
She learned that sometimes the only person you can count on is youself, and even then, you can fail.
What starts out as picture perfect can only come crumbling down.
No one listened to her pleas before,
Why should they listen to them now that she’s found a place to finally call home?
But sometimes, it’s the fight that takes you out of the game.
Note: This is book 1 of 2 in the Porter and Asher story. This does end with a cliffhanger that will be resolved in book 2, Holding.
If I thought she was beautiful when I saw her walk in to Starbucks, this girl was fucking gorgeous up close.
And she was Avery’s friend. What were the frickin’ chances? I glanced over at Ace inquisitively before returning my gaze to the pretty girl in front of me.
I cleared my throat and finally offered my hand. “Porter.”
Her eyes—a psychedelic blend of greens and blues and even some red—shifted from my sister, to me, to my hand, then back to my eyes. Finally, she pulled a hand out from her jeans and put it in mine, squeezing once rather than shaking.
“Ge—Asher,” she stuttered.
The corner of my lips kicked up in a partial grin—and, I swear, an unintentional attempt at flashing the Prescott dimple—as I squeezed her hand back. “Nice to meet you, Ge-Asher.”
And she was Avery’s friend. What were the frickin’ chances? I glanced over at Ace inquisitively before returning my gaze to the pretty girl in front of me.
I cleared my throat and finally offered my hand. “Porter.”
Her eyes—a psychedelic blend of greens and blues and even some red—shifted from my sister, to me, to my hand, then back to my eyes. Finally, she pulled a hand out from her jeans and put it in mine, squeezing once rather than shaking.
“Ge—Asher,” she stuttered.
The corner of my lips kicked up in a partial grin—and, I swear, an unintentional attempt at flashing the Prescott dimple—as I squeezed her hand back. “Nice to meet you, Ge-Asher.”
First comes love, then comes marriage...
But before the ceremony could start, Porter's world was knocked off it's axis.
He fought for years to break down Asher's walls, to see past her ghosts...but some ghosts may be too hard to fight.
Asher knew better than to believe she could keep her past in the past,
Keep the filth of who she was, from touching the Prescott family.
But as badly as she wants to keep Porter away
...she needs his family more.
What you see is what you get...
And even the most astute eyes can't see the biggest ghost.
But sometimes holding on is the only choice you have.
This is book two of the Playmaker Duet. Altercation, book one, MUST be read prior to Holding.
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Thank you for the excerpt & giveaway.
ReplyDeleteI would love to read this! Sounds great!
ReplyDeleteOh this sounds so good! I would for sure have to read the second book!
ReplyDeleteTo Mignon: I would like to give thanks for all your really great writings, including Altercation. I wish the best in keeping up the good work in the future.
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