All of his life, Spencer Hightower dreamed of playing baseball in the Major Leagues. He survived growing up gay in rural Alabama due to his impressive skill on the baseball diamond. Now living in Rhode Island and playing for the AAA Pawtucket Red Sox, heοΏ½s only a few steps away from his goal.
Grand Slam
β Scribed by McLaughlin, Heidi
- Book ID
- 109700525
- Publisher
- Grand Central Publishing
- Year
- 2017
- Tongue
- English
- Weight
- 566 KB
- Series
- The Boys of Summer 3
- Category
- Fiction
- ISBN-13
- 9781455598311
No coin nor oath required. For personal study only.
β¦ Synopsis
Win the game. Lose your heart.
Everyone knows who I am and that I could have any female fan I want. That's supposed to be the "perk" of playing left field for the Boston Renegades. But I don't want just any woman; I want her.
She should be just another face in the crowd, but I can't stop thinking about the one night we spent together-and her look of regret the morning after.
Because Saylor Blackwell is the kind of woman who haunts a man. Smart, sexy as hell, and one of the best managers in the business. She's every ballplayer's dream woman. And I'd do anything to make things right with her.
I'm done sitting on the bench when it comes to Saylor Blackwell. Time to swing for the fences.
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