The Ball Player

Dara takes "one for the team" at her local gym. Written by New York Times, USA TODAY and #1 Erotica bestseller, Marata Eros.

Excerpt:

Dara rose to her tiptoes, narrowly missing a couple of guys exiting the opposite locker room for men. "Sorry," she mumbled, gracefully shifting to the side and making her way toward the double glass doors.

"Wait... hold up," a voice said from behind her.

Light from the streetlights was sliding through the glass to a night that was pitch black and Dara turned, irritation on the tip of her tongue. But the sharp words died on her tongue at the sight of the two men she faced. They were just what Dara liked, young, fit and eager. But were they eager for her?

"You forgot this," the one with the bronze-colored hair and whiskey eyes said.

He had a towel gripped in his powerful hand that was clearly hers. The terrycloth must have slipped from the top of her bag when they nearly collided.

"Thanks," Dara said, her fingers trailing over the top of his hand in the lightest way.

He hadn't missed the interchange. His eyes flicked to hers; expression expectant.

Dara's gaze shifted to his friend, they could've been twins. Bookends. Dara licked her lips.

The friend said, "I am supposed to lock-up tonight... maybe we could talk." He lifted up keys that shone in the florescent lights of the hallway.

"No... I was thinking we'd do something a little more interactive," Dara said.

Novelette-length. App. 50 paperback pages.