Excerpt: Homecoming by Shannon Stacey

Title: Homecoming by Shannon Stacey
Boys of Fall Series Book Three
Publisher: Jove
Genre: Contemporary, Romance
Length: 303 pages


The New York Times bestselling author of Defending Hearts returns to small-town New Hampshire where a substitute football coach and a guidance counselor tackle love.

They were the golden boys of fall: Stewart Mills High School’s legendary championship football team. Fourteen years later, they’re back to relive their glory, save the team—and find themselves again . . .

Sam Leavitt has returned home to Stewart Mills with one goal: to fill in for Coach McDonnell and lead the high school football team to the championship. He doesn’t have time for distractions or commitments—but he’s unable to resist falling for the sexy guidance counselor he shared a hot night with months ago.

Jen Cooper knows what she’s looking for long-term, and it’s not Sam—even though the night they shared was explosive. Now, with Sam back in town and working by her side, picking up where they left off is too great a temptation to resist. But before long their fun fling is looking like a future together. And as the championship approaches, Sam is faced with a big decision that will either break them apart—or help them find their way home.

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When he looped his arm around her shoulders and pulled her close, she didn’t resist. Closing her eyes, she wrapped her arms around his waist and pressed her hands against his back.

“Feel better?” she asked.

“You feel amazing.” His hand slid up to the back of her neck.

“That’s not what I meant.”

When he used his other hand to tip her chin up, she opened her eyes. His expression was soft, but there was no missing the underlying heat. “I keep thinking that someday I’m going to crawl into bed and close my eyes and not think about that night.”

“Sometimes I hope that day comes, but I like thinking about that night,” she confessed.

He ran his thumb over her bottom lip. “I didn’t kiss you that night.”

“We kind of fast-forwarded to the getting naked part.” Every nerve in her body seemed zeroed in on the sensation of his thumb stroking her mouth.

“Let’s rewind a little bit.”

He lowered his mouth to hers, lowering his thumb so his lips could take its place. She leaned into him and her fingers curled, gathering the fabric of his shirt into her fists as he kissed her.

When his tongue dipped between her lips, she opened to him. His hand slid up the back of her neck, into her hair, and she sighed. Nothing existed in her world anymore except Sam’s mouth and his hands.

He kissed her—one hand fisted in her hair and the other cupping her ass—until they were both breathless and their bodies were pressed together. Then he broke it off, exhaling a shaky breath.

“God, woman. You make me forget everything.”

The words washed over her like a glass of ice water, leaving her confused and uncertain of what was happening. The first time they’d been together, he’d been upset by seeing his mother. Tonight, besieged by doubts and memories of the past, he’d reached for her again. You make me forget everything.

“I’m not some kind of comfort object you can reach for when you’re feeling crappy.”

“What? I didn’t mean . . .” He scowled, taking a small step back. “Is that what you think is going on?”

“I don’t know. I know it seems like when you’re feeling low emotionally, we end up with our hands on each other.”

“Or,” he said, arching his eyebrow, “maybe when I’m feeling emotionally low is the only time you soften up enough to forget I’m not your type.”

“That’s not . . . soften up? What the hell does that mean?”

“I . . . hell, I don’t know.” He scrubbed a hand over his jaw. “I don’t know what’s happening. What I do know is that we could win the football championship and I could have the trophy in one hand and the keys to a new Corvette they want to give me for being Coach of the Year in the other, and then they could interrupt me to tell me I won the lottery, and if I saw you in the crowd, I would still want my hands on you.”

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  1. Timitra

    Thanks for sharing the excerpt