Wrestling with Summer by Amelia Swan
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Bio:
Amelia Swan writes contemporary, erotic, and new adult romance. She’s interested in characters that are smart, sincere, and somewhat artistically inclined. Her and her husband currently reside in Northern New Jersey with their cat and dog. In addition to romance novels, Amelia is interested in yoga, fitness, veganism, and professional wrestling.
Blurb:
Will Summer’s past stop her from giving her heart to a professional wrestler?
Summer Sullivan is in a slump. Her friends-with-benefits relationship with yoga teacher Drew is going nowhere, and she’s behind schedule on preparing for her upcoming art show. When she hears that a professional wrestler is scheduled to speak at the private school where she works, she’s convinced things have gone from bad to worse. After growing up with a father who changed from a loving family man to a womanizing, heavy-drinking deadbeat while he worked as a wrestler, Summer has wanted nothing to do with the industry.
But Ryan Steele isn’t like the wrestlers from Summer’s past. With boyish good looks and a lean physique, he doesn’t look like the big, bulky wrestlers she used to know. And with his kind heart and romantic tendencies, Ryan doesn’t act like them either.
It doesn’t take long before Summer is smitten with the charming wrestler, but even though
Summer wants to be with Ryan, memories of her past keep getting in the way of their happiness. Will she be able to give Ryan a fair chance or will she let her misconceptions about wrestling stand in the way?
Excerpt:
Placing the bag on my kitchen counter, I pulled out its contents. Even though the food was in plastic containers, I could smell the tangy, spicy aroma. I opened the lid of my drunken noodles and let the steam hit my face.
“I’m glad I chose Thai tonight.”
“Yeah, and you’re lucky there’s vegan Thai food in town. Now get over here. I have something I think you’d like to see.”
I quickly grabbed two pairs of chopsticks and brought everything we needed for our Friday night ritual feast to the coffee table. Kate and my open laptop were waiting for me when I got there.
I eyed her with lighthearted suspicion. “Uh-oh, what did you find?”
Kate smiled mischievously, grabbed a pair of chopsticks, and shoved a piece of fried tofu in her mouth. She nudged the laptop in my direction.
There he was. Almond-shaped eyes with teal irises. Shaggy but well-kept brown hair. A lean, ripped body. He wore only a silver pair of briefs with his last name written in a navy blue cursive across his ass and black boots that came up to his knees.
I was totally not prepared for Ryan Steele to look like a god among men.
I pushed the laptop back in Kate’s direction and shrugged, fighting to pry my eyes off the screen. “He’s all right.”
Her eyes widened in surprise. “He’s all right? Ryan Steele is gorgeous.”
I picked up a piece of broccoli with my chopsticks. “But he’s still a wrestler.”
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