It’s TEASER TUESDAY, which means you get a sweet little taste of Tate and Gia goodness.
This entire chapter is one of my favorites. You get to know Tate a little better through Gia’s eyes . . . and if you don’t swoon headfirst into love with this guy, I don’t know what’s wrong with you! 😉
Enjoy!
Tate made a beeline for the sundries aisle, where he immediately picked up a dish brush, casting a meaningful look over his shoulder at me as he did. I rolled my eyes but kept my mouth shut. I didn’t raise a fuss about any of his choices until he tucked under his arm a small box with a picture of an electric mixer on the front of it.
“Wait a sec,” I objected. “You’re not buying me appliances.”
He flickered his gaze toward me. “Do you have a mixer, Gia? Any kind of mixer?”
“I have a wooden spoon. I think. It satisfies all my mixing needs.”
“That spoon won’t work for what I have in mind.” He held the box out toward me. “This is cheap. I promise, I’m not breaking the bank. And if it makes you feel better, I can take it home with me when I leave tonight.” When I didn’t answer right away, he added, “It’s a mixer, Gia. It’s not a lifetime commitment. Or even a weekend-long commitment. C’mon. Don’t be unreasonable about this. It’s not charity or sympathy or a pity gift. It’s a mixer. That’s all.”
He made it very hard for me to form a rational argument. “Fine. But that’s it. Nothing else. I’m walking to the check-out counter now, and if you know what’s good for you, you’ll be right behind me.”
He grinned and gave a small bow. “Your wish is my command, mistress.
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Football is everything, but love is the only game that matters.
Tate Durham, the newest Philadelphia football hottie, has been in love with Gia Capri since the 
moment he laid eyes on her back in college. Unfortunately, that happened the same night her destructive and doomed relationship with the troubled Matt Lampert began. Tate didn’t stand a chance.
In the year since Matt took his own life, Gia’s been sleep-walking through her days and just barely surviving her nights. She’s not sure that she’s capable of anything else . . . until Tate finds her sitting on the floor of a grocery store, crying over potato chips.
Tate’s patience and honesty begins to heal what’s broken in Gia’s soul. Still, no matter how hard he tries—or how much he loves her—making her whole again might take more than he can give.
But love never gives up. And neither will Tate.
