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It was my home run ball that shattered her face. Right along with her modeling career. Now it's my mission to help her rebuild her life. And get her to love the game that she hates. The game that dictates my life both on and off the field. But when the lines of our friendship become blurred, I worry she'll just be another casualty of my three-strikes rule. The rule I have to protect my money, my future, my heart. No girl has ever broken it. I've never wanted one to. Until now.

I hired her to be my girlfriend. To fix my reputation. To save my career. It's not that I don't want a girlfriend. I do. I want it all. Wife, kids, side-by-side burial plots. The problem is - I can't have any of it. So I've made myself untouchable. The quintessential bachelor of baseball. Because it's not worth the risk. Not even for someone I love. Especially not for someone I love. We made the arrangements. We agreed to a contract. It's iron clad. No sex. No love. No future.

Three years of her life are gone in an instant. Her memories of becoming a famous artist - forgotten. Of the falling out with her best friend - lost. Of her charming boyfriend - erased. The doctors tell us getting Sara back into her normal routine is what's best for her. But what happens when she doesn't want her old normal? Some would say I'm trying to save ghosts from my past. I think they're wrong. Maybe all of them are wrong. Maybe the best thing for Sara is me.

Devyn came here to be invisible. To run from a past that gives her no chance of a future. Until the day I pull a gun on her and fall head-over-heels in love. With her tenacity; her beauty; even her brokenness. I don’t need to fix her. I just want to help put together her shattered pieces. I know how to do it. I know broken. But in our world of untold truths, love doesn’t heal all wounds. And I’m about to find out just how deep hers are.

I’ve loved Jaxon Calloway since I was 13. I married him at 22 and left him three years later. He wanted everything I couldn’t give him. A doting wife, a perfect family, a white picket fence, and game nights. It’s not that I didn’t want to be his wife anymore. I just wanted something more—a career. So when an opportunity came up, it was easier to make him hate me than have him think he wasn’t enough. Now, days after our divorce is final, I find myself thrust back in the town we grew up in, down the street from the house we once owned together.

There’s only one thing worse than your fiancé dying…. Having to look into his face every damn day. Or should I say the face of his twin. So I left.

Quinn comes from a rich, dirty, Texas family he wants nothing to do with. Amber is searching for a place to belong. When their worlds collide in an unexpected way, her past may help guide his future.