Bottom of the Ninth: Seattle Skookums Baseball
Game On in Seattle #6
By: Jami Davenport
Releasing October
21, 2016
Cedrona Enterprises
Cedrona Enterprises
This long-awaited story of the third Wolfe brother introduces the Seattle Skookums baseball team.
Zeke Wolfe, the man who’s written off his
entire family, rescues a young woman and three children on a stormy Seattle
night. Before he knows it, he has an instant family and a fake fiancé he’s
certain he doesn’t want.
Paisley Madison dreams of having a real home
for herself and her sister's children. When a handsome baseball player drops
into her life, she knows a gift when she sees one and hires herself as his
assistant.
As their business arrangement turns into
something much more personal, Paisley and Zeke's pasts threaten to destroy
their precarious hold on a future together. Can they conquer their demons and
find love, or will they run from their pasts and abandon their future together?
Talk about making this a emotional wrecking ball. Yes, Bottom of the Ninth came in like a wrecking ball. You can start singing. Jami starts off with a cold raining night, okay it probably wasn't exactly like that, but it was raining when Zeke stumble upon this bedraggle group. He decides to take them in for the night. However, Paisley is like a burr and is bound to stick until she can get back on her feet.
Zeke is a hard guy to like. He's a loner and actually not too friendly; total opposite of his image that he portrays for the crowd. However, does soften a little with Paisley and her moppets (nieces and nephew). Adore Paisley. She's willing to do anything to keep her kids safe. They do become her kids, I mean once you love a child it becomes yours no matter where they come from.
Oh my heavens, Jami wrecked me this one. Talk about needing a tissue. There are some pretty heavy themes going on in Bottom of the Ninth, but Jami manages to make them work. She manages to start the healing process with all three of Wolfe brothers. If you remember the Isaac and Tanner they had there own issues, but Zeke had some major issues. Overall, well done and worth every minute of the story.
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Oh my heavens, Jami wrecked me this one. Talk about needing a tissue. There are some pretty heavy themes going on in Bottom of the Ninth, but Jami manages to make them work. She manages to start the healing process with all three of Wolfe brothers. If you remember the Isaac and Tanner they had there own issues, but Zeke had some major issues. Overall, well done and worth every minute of the story.
Copy provided by author via Tasty Book Tours
Excerpt:
Paisley startled
awake early. She bolted upright and winced when her back protested. Ignoring
her whiny body parts, she blinked several times and squinted, attempting to get
her bearings. The morning sun cast beams of light across the room and over the
sleeping children. Last night flooded back to her in a rush of confusion and
hope.
Being drenched. The
hot baseball player. The old, creepy house. The pizza.
Checking each child
to make sure they were all still asleep, Paisley rose, stretched, and padded
out of the bedroom in her bare feet. The place didn’t look so creepy in the
daylight. In fact, despite the obvious neglect, it was beautiful. She took her
time exploring each room, except the closed door to Zeke’s room.
Zeke. Holy mother
of all creation, he was hot. And he was wealthy. She wasn’t a gold digger by
any means, but he had the money to pay her for a job well done, which had her
wheels turning. She believed in making wine out of any beer that life threw her
way. She’d keep her hands off and prove her value to Zeke. He needed someone to
manage his life and battle the dust and spiders staking their claim on this
grand old house.
He needed her.
Zeke’s house wasn’t
just a house; it was a mansion by her standards. Much to her delight, it was
perched on a hill among older homes overlooking Seattle and the water. She
couldn’t wait to explore the stately old neighborhood. What she could see from
the windows indicated the other homes were well kept, unlike Zeke’s. His yard
needed as much work as the inside. She’d tackle that project, too.
Yeah, the poor man
really needed her, and she’d make sure he knew it.
The house had seen
better days and was in need of updating and TLC, but the potential shone
through like an unpolished diamond among common rocks, and the view was
priceless.
Last night’s deluge
gave way to a partially cloudy morning with patches of blue sky. Rays of sun
bounced off drops of rain on the leaves of nearby trees. The sun lit up the
large expanse of water below. She hadn’t a clue whether it was part of the
ocean or something else.
A few rooms in the
house were stacked with boxes. Stray pieces of furniture were placed here and
there. Zeke didn’t appear to have much in the way of personal belongings. She
added shopping for furniture to her assistant to-do list. She’d create a design
for each room with an overarching theme among them. Judging from the age of the
house and the style, she’d opt for mission style, one of her favorites.
Paisley rubbed her
hands together in glee, excited and ready to get started with her day. The kids
could help. On Monday, she’d need to enroll them in a local school despite
their lack of an actual home. During her nosy explorations she’d found a
temporary option. The daylight basement level of this house had been converted
into an apartment. It had big windows looking into the backyard and down the
hill.
Perfect for her and
the kids, and perfect for keeping them out of Zeke’s hair.
Now to work on
selling her worth to Zeke. Her strict adherence to maintaining a positive
outlook in all situations—last night being an exception—would serve her well.
Zeke was a busy athlete just starting the season. Baseball players played over
one hundred and fifty games a year, not counting playoffs. He’d be gone a lot
to away games.
He absolutely
needed her. Oh, yes, he did. She skipped up the stairs, singing a nonsensical
happy song the kids loved. Cracking the door, she checked on them again. They
were dead to the world. She couldn’t resist a glance into the room Zeke slept
in. His suitcase was open on top of a rumpled comforter, but true to his word,
he’d left early this morning. She’d heard his SUV as it backed out of the
garage.
With a big grin on
her face and a bounce in her step, she started her chores in the kitchen,
giving it a thorough scrubbing after finding cleaning supplies under the sink.
Later, she’d unpack dishes and put them in the cupboards.
The kitchen was
beautiful under all the grime and dust. It’d been remodeled recently and had
gorgeous wood cabinets, granite countertops, and stainless steel appliances
with a professional stove and oven. The previous owners must have run out of
money during the kitchen remodel. The backsplashes were missing and the walls
were unpainted, as if someone had stripped off layers of wallpaper, then left.
She stood back,
hands on hips, and surveyed her work. The kitchen was gleaming. Everything was
in its place.
Zeke would be
pleasantly surprised.
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