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  Praise for

  LuAnn McLane’s Novels

  Playing for Keeps

  “A fun tale. . . . With a strong secondary cast, mostly the townsfolk who encourage the protagonists as they fuss, fight, and fall in love, fans will enjoy LuAnn McLane’s mantra that ‘There’s no place like home.’”

  —Midwest Book Review

  “Charming, romantic . . . You’ll cheer on each of the characters, just like Cricket Creek cheers for their baseball team. This new series should be a real hit!”

  —Fresh Fiction

  “McLane’s trademark devilish dialogue is in fine form for this series launch set in a fictional Kentucky town. . . . A lavish finale brings the fairy-tale romance to a perfect conclusion.”

  —Publishers Weekly

  “This first of McLane’s new Cricket Creek series is a delightful bouquet of romances set in a small town that needs saving.”

  —Romantic Times (4½ stars)

  “No one does Southern love like LuAnn McLane!”

  —The Romance Dish

  He’s No Prince Charming

  “This is a laugh-out-loud story and one you won’t want to put down.”

  —Fresh Fiction

  “I loved all the aspects of this story. It was truly a great romance.”

  —The Romance Studio (5-star review)

  “This is a fun, lighthearted frolic . . . Fans will enjoy.”

  —The Best Reviews

  “Had me smiling like a loon . . . a delightful read.”

  —Book Binge

  “LuAnn McLane is a master at creating sensitive love stories. . . . Sweet, sinful, and utterly satisfying!”

  —Romance Novel TV

  Redneck Cinderella

  “Each tale is low-keyed fun.”

  —The Best Reviews

  continued . . .

  “A pure delight . . . Ms. McLane is the queen of Southern romantic comedy.”

  —Manic Readers

  “A lighthearted, quick read, steeped heavily in Southern-fried language and mannerisms. . . . As satisfying as a frozen fruit pop on a hot, lazy summer day.”

  —San Francisco Book Review

  “A hysterical, sexy, highly entertaining read!”

  —Errant Dreams Reviews

  “Funny . . . for a lazy day in the sun or for a great pick-me-up.”

  —Night Owl Reviews

  A Little Less Talk and a Lot More Action

  “Macy and Luke are fabulous lead protagonists. They make this tale work as a deep yet humorous character study with a strong support cast.”

  —Midwest Book Review

  “[McLane] has a knack for rollicking Southern romances and her newest is no exception.”

  —The Cincinnati Enquirer

  “[A] fun and flirty contemporary romance about grabbing that second chance.”

  —Fresh Fiction

  Trick My Truck but Don’t Mess with My Heart

  “[There’s] an infectious quality to the writing, and some great humor.”

  —Publishers Weekly

  “Sweet . . . a real Southern-fried treat.”

  —Booklist

  “[A] quick-paced, action-packed, romantic romp . . . hilarious.”

  —Romance Designs

  Dancing Shoes and Honky-Tonk Blues

  “Lighthearted comedy and steamy romance combine to make this a delightful tale of a small town that takes Hollywood by storm.”

  —Romance Junkies

  “A hoot a minute . . . LuAnn McLane shows her talent for tongue-in-cheek prose and situations. . . . A winning tale not to be missed.”

  —Romance Reviews Today

  “A fun story filled with plenty of laughter, tears, and all-out reading enjoyment.”

  —Fallen Angels Reviews

  “A fabulous story . . . Get ready for a deliriously funny, passion-filled rumba in this book.”

  —The Romance Readers Connection

  “A fun small-town drama starring a delightful . . . lead couple and an eccentric but likable support cast.”

  —The Best Reviews

  Dark Roots and Cowboy Boots

  “An endearing, sexy, romantic romp that sparkles with Southern charm!”

  —Julia London

  “This kudzu-covered love story is as hot as Texas Pete, and more fun than a county fair.”

  —Karin Gillespie, author ofDollar Daze

  “A hoot! The pages fly in this sexy, hilarious romp.”

  —Romance Reviews Today

  “Charmingly entertaining . . . a truly pleasurable read.”

  —Romantic Times

  Wild Ride

  “A collection of sensual, touching stories . . .Wild Ride is exactly that—a thrilling, exhilarating, sensual ride. I implore you to jump right in and hold on tight!”

  —A Romance Review

  “Amusing, lighthearted contemporary romances starring likable protagonists.”

  —The Best Reviews

  “Scintillating romance set against the backdrop of a tropical island paradise takes readers to new heights in this captivating collection of erotic novellas. The three tales are steamy and fast-paced, combining descriptive romance with creative love stories.”

  —Romantic Times (4 stars)

  Hot Summer Nights

  “Bright, sexy, and very entertaining.”

  —New York Times bestselling author Lori Foster

  “Spicy.”

  —A Romance Review

  “Super hot summer romance . . . A fun read, especially for fans of baseball and erotica. This one earns four of Cupid’s five arrows.”

  —BellaOnline

  “Funny, sexy, steamy . . . will keep you glued to the pages.”

  —Fallen Angels Reviews

  ALSO BY LUANN MCLANE

  CONTEMPORARY ROMANCES

  Playing for Keeps: A Cricket Creek Novel

  He’s No Prince Charming

  Redneck Cinderella

  A Little Less Talk and a Lot More Action

  Trick My Truck but Don’t Mess with My Heart

  Dancing Shoes and Honky-Tonk Blues

  Dark Roots and Cowboy Boots

  EROTIC ROMANCES

  “Hot Whisper” inWicked Wonderlandanthology

  Driven by Desire

  Love, Lust, and Pixie Dust

  Hot Summer Nights

  Wild Ride

  Taking Care of Business

  Catch of

  a Lifetime

  A CRICKET CREEK NOVEL

  LuAnn McLane

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  Copyright © LuAnn McLane, 2012

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  PUBLISHER’S NOTE

  This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, and incidents either are the product of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously, and any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, business establishments, events, or locales is entirely coincidental.

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  This book is dedicated to my brothers, Bob and Jay. In all of the ups and downs in my life, your love and support has been a rock to cling to and has always been appreciated. I admire you as husbands and fathers and you both exemplify what real-life heroes are made of.

  Table of Contents

  Acknowledgments

  1 Fighting Forty

  2 Dream On

  3 Surprise!

  4 Risky Business

  5 Stayin’ Alive

  6 It’s My Party

  7 The Icing on the Cake

  8 Sealed with a Kiss

  9 All Tied Up

  10 The Hangover

  11 The Name of the Game

  12 The Shape of Things to Come

  13 Mission Accomplished!

  14 This Kiss, This Kiss!

  15 Terms of Endearment

  16 Forever Young

  17 Fair Game

  18 Sweet Southern Comfort

  19 All or Nothing

  20 Food for Thought

  21 The Heat Is On

  22 Truth or Dare!

  23 Game On!

  24 Why Wait?

  25 Sweet Dreams

  26 The Best Day Ever

  Acknowledgments

  I would like to thank Baltimore Orioles’ catcher Jake Fox for showing me how tenacity and determination can lead to a professional baseball career. Following your rise to the major leagues has been an inspiration!

  Thanks once again to the editorial staff at New American Library. The lovely e-mails that I receive from pleased readers are the result of a team effort and I can’t thank you enough. I would like to extend a special thanks to my editor, Jesse Feldman. You have been a joy to work with and have made my writing stronger.

  As always, thanks to my dear agent, Jenny Bent. In this ever-changing world of publishing, you continue to lead me in the right direction.

  I would like to give a shout-out to my reader loop, [email protected]. Your encouragement and unending support over the years has been amazing. And a heartfelt thanks to my readers, not only for reading my stories but for the e-mails and reviews sent my way. It is my fondest wish to bring a smile to your faces and put joy in your hearts as you turn the pages of my novels.

  1

  Fighting Forty

  “Lordy, Lordy, Jessica Robinson is Forty!” Madison Announced in a Singsong Voice. “So, Mom, how does it feel to be turning the big four-oh?”

  “It’s just a number, Madison,” Jessica answered evenly, giving her daughter a little flip of her hand for good measure. Of course, that was a big, fat lie.

  “Well, you certainly don’t look it. That’s for sure.” Madison plopped down on the sofa and patted her mother’s leg.

  “Thank you, sweetie.” Jessica smiled but didn’t look up, and continued to flip through the Modern Bride magazine, knowing that her eyes would give her away. Madison had an uncanny way of reading people, which was one of the reasons she was an amazing writer. Her sweet and poignant play Just One Thing was a smash hit at the Cricket Creek community theater last summer and had landed her a job teaching creative writing at Cooper College, a small but prestigious liberal arts school just outside of town.

  “I just hope you’ve passed those good genes along to me,” Madison added, making no mention of the father she never knew or the grandparents who were mortified when Jessica had become pregnant at sixteen. Jessica had felt so scared and so alone, but when she had shown up on Aunt Myra’s doorstep in Cricket Creek, Kentucky, twenty-four years ago, her feisty, free-spirited aunt had welcomed her with open arms. When Jessica and Madison had returned last year to help with the struggling diner, they hadn’t expected to stay, but, then again, Jessica’s life never seemed to go as planned. “I want to be a cougar just like you.”

  “You can’t be a cougar if you’re married.” Jessica flicked her daughter an amused glance. “Or at least you shouldn’t be.”

  “A MILF, then.”

  “Madison!” Jessica shook her head so hard that her golden blond ponytail shook from side to side. “Wait, what is that?”

  “A mother I’d like to f—”

  “Okay, I get it. I swear you’ve got more of your outrageous aunt Myra’s genes than mine!”

  “That’s because her outrageous genes overpowered your calm ones. Like little gene sword fights.” She made swishing motions with her hand.

  “You are truly crazy.”

  Madison lifted one shoulder and grinned. “I’m just sayin’. But really, Mom, I would never peg you as forty. You truly don’t look it, but . . .” Madison swallowed and then nibbled on the inside of her lip.

  Jessica inhaled a deep breath and prompted, “But what?”

  “You need to get out more often.”

  Jessica drew her eyebrows together. “I am out.” She sliced her hand through the air.

  Madison tilted her head downward and rolled her eyes up. “Mom, coming over to my condo isn’t going out. I mean going out . . . out.”

  Jessica tried not to squirm in her seat. “Madison, Monday is the only day Wine and Diner is closed. You know how demanding the restaurant business is, and the remodeling of the diner has added even more to my workload.” She didn’t verbalize that the financial burden was causing sleepless nights, and, like the rest of the town, she was banking on the new baseball complex to bring in tourists’ dollars. If that failed to happen, she would be sunk along with everyone else.

  “Mom . . .”

  “Sweetie, you know me. I like to kick back and relax during my time off.”

  “But—”

  “Oh . . . did you see this dress?” Jessica tapped the glossy page with her fingertip in an attempt to change the subject. “I love the simple yet elegant design. Don’t you?” she continued. “You should really say yes to a dress soon.”

  “Mom, Jason and I haven’t even set a date yet.”

  “And you’ve been engaged for nearly nine months!”

  Madison tilted her head and sighed. “With all of the riverfront construction going on, Jason barely has time to breathe, much less worry about a wedding. When things settle down with the new construction, we’ll set a
date. We’re thinking next spring. But anyway, about going out . . .”

  “Madison,” Jessica warned in a low tone.

  “Mom, it’s your birthday!”

  “Just another day, as far as I’m concerned, and I am so grateful that you didn’t throw me one of those cheesy fortieth parties with droopy-boob gag gifts.”

  “You made your thoughts on the subject crystal clear.” Madison leaned over and looked at the wedding dress. “But what do you say we head over to Sully’s and grab a bite to eat and a martini? Celebrate just a little?” Madison held her thumb and index finger an inch apart.

  Jessica scrunched up her nose. “I don’t think so.” She nonchalantly turned another page of the magazine, but had to swallow a stupid lump forming in her throat. Flipping through the bridal magazine reminded her of the fact that at forty, her chances of a fairy-tale wedding were getting slimmer and slimmer. She put out the vibe that she was happy as pie with her single status and treasured her independence, but lately, seeing her feisty aunt Myra blissfully in love and Madison happily engaged suddenly hit Jessica with bouts of loneliness. It sure didn’t help that sexy-as-sin Ty McKenna, manager of the Cricket Creek Cougars, ate at Wine and Diner several times a week. And he didn’t simply eat the food, but savored and appreciated her culinary efforts, carefully choosing the perfect wine to go with his meal. For Jessica, there wasn’t a better turn-on, and she was growing way too accustomed to his visits. Ty McKenna had awakened a yearning she had thought was long gone, but she knew him from his pro-baseball days when he’d frequent Chicago Blue Bistro, where she had been head chef. She had never seen the hotshot athlete with the same woman twice. She might be physically attracted to him, but he was definitely not the type of man she should let herself get involved with. He could flirt until he turned blue in the face, but she wasn’t about to let him see how it affected her.

  “Earth to Mom. Are you getting hard of hearing in your old age?” Madison teased, and gave her arm a playful shove.

  “What?” Jessica cupped her hand over her ear, but then mustered up a chuckle. “Sorry. I was thinking about the summer menu,” she fibbed.