Unraveled
Undisputed #2
By A.S. Teague
Genre: Contemporary Sports Romance
Cover Design: Covers by Ashbee Designs
Release Date: November 17, 2016
Synopsis
I had it
all––until I didn’t.
When my job, my livelihood, and my passion are suddenly snatched away from me, I’m left scrambling to keep my head above water. Desperate, I’m forced to walk into the last place I ever thought I’d go. Little did I know that I’d come face-to-face with the woman who would help me pick up the pieces of my unraveled life.
Rebecca Toler’s living the dream––or so I thought.
Beautiful, funny, and tough as nails, she answers to no one. In other words, she was born to be mine.
One problem—she hates me.
It’s time to take my life back, and I’m starting with her.
When my job, my livelihood, and my passion are suddenly snatched away from me, I’m left scrambling to keep my head above water. Desperate, I’m forced to walk into the last place I ever thought I’d go. Little did I know that I’d come face-to-face with the woman who would help me pick up the pieces of my unraveled life.
Rebecca Toler’s living the dream––or so I thought.
Beautiful, funny, and tough as nails, she answers to no one. In other words, she was born to be mine.
One problem—she hates me.
It’s time to take my life back, and I’m starting with her.
But, as I’ve
learned over the years, sometimes the toughest fight of your life is outside
the cage.
*Each book in
the Undisputed series can be read as a complete standalone novel
Excerpt
For the next
three hours I’m swamped answering calls—thankfully no more real estate
agents—and helping anyone that comes in while trying to finalize the boys’
events for the next month. When that damn bell chimes for the hundredth time
today, I plaster a forced smile on my face and glance up. When my eyes finally
focus on the man walking through the door, the smile vanishes and my jaw falls
open.
What the actual
fuck?
His head is high
as he looks around, studying the room. After giving the gym a quick onceover,
his gaze finally lands on where I’m seated behind the desk. Our eyes meet and
my heart hammers, the pounding so loud I fear he can hear it from across the
room. I tear my gaze away from his and scan his body, surprised at the physical
reaction I’m having to him.
With a slight
shake of my head, I slap my palms on the paper-covered wood, and shove out of
my chair, causing it to shoot out at least ten feet behind me. “You have some
nerve walking in here.”
He stops in his
tracks and blinks at me before an easy smile crosses his face. “Rebecca Toler.
Shoulda known I’d see you here.” He drawls as he continues walking toward me.
My pulse is
pounding in my ears and my stomach is practicing its floor routine for the
Olympics as I stare at the man in front of me. Taking a minute to appreciate
his strong jaw line that’s covered in scruff, I notice that his hair is in
desperate need of a trim as it falls across one eye.
Fuck, he’s sexy.
He always had
been. Regardless how much it pains me to admit it. Though his looks weren’t why
I wanted to full body hurl him from the building. Memories of our last
interaction flood my mind, along with the hurt and anger I’d felt.
“How ya been,
Reb?” he asks with a familiarity he doesn’t have.
His use of my
nickname, a familiarity he doesn’t have––or deserve––causes me to snap
childishly, “Who said you could call me that?”
He grins, but
doesn’t reply.
Fuck, that grin
is hot.
“What are you
doing in Atlanta, Ryker?” I ask, attitude still thick in my voice.
He takes his
time looking me over and my body betrays me by flushing at the attention. His
eyes are appreciative of what they see, but strangely enough, it doesn’t feel
like he’s ogling me.
He steps forward
and shoves his hands in the pockets of his washed out jeans that hang low on
his hips. “Well, I was in town and thought I’d stop in and say hello to my
buddy Breccan. Seeing you is an unexpected bonus.” His lips tip up in a smile
and my stomach flips again.
“Your buddy?”
I hiss through clenched teeth while attempting not to let my gaze linger on his
pants any longer. The thought of Ryker and Breccan ever being buddies would
have been funny, if I wasn’t too shocked to laugh.
His gaze finally
makes it back to mine and he nods once.
For a few
moments we simply stare at each other, him smiling while I scowl.
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Meet
the Author
A.S. Teague
enjoys the warmth of South Carolina with her husband and two daughters. The
stereotypes about peach cobbler and sweet tea are not overstated. After years
in the medical field, she is now enjoying every minute of being a stay-at-home
mom. She loves wine, the beach, wine on the beach, and crying at Disney movies.
When she doesn’t have a book in her hand, she can be found pestering her
husband with pictures of animals she wants to rescue, as well as debating
whether to exercise or take a nap.
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