CLAIM

Austin Sinclair was always my forever. Even before our parents got married.

He was my handsome prince, my future husband, and my happily ever after from the day he arrived in our hometown with his mom, a scared preteen boy running from a bad dad. Those are the facts, and they don’t change just because our parents got married the year he left for college…

From the time I was a kid, football was my escape, my chance to be something better.
Coach Jack Bradford was my idol, the man who could open doors for me.
I never thought seriously about his daughter.
She was the little girl who rode me piggyback and told everyone I was her handsome prince, and we were going to live happily ever after. Every. Single. Day.
It was little-girl make-believe.

Now I’m back home, a football star, a single dad, and a widower.
I’ve achieved everything I set out to accomplish. Being the new head coach at my old high school is icing on the cake. I wanted to be Coach Jack, and on paper, I am.
The only thing missing is love.

But I find something more at home—a girl I can talk to, who knows me better than anyone.
She takes care of my daughter, who loves her instantly. She never stops telling me I’m worthy, I’m good. Then when I see her in that white bikini, I realize she’s right…
She’s not a little girl anymore.

But I’m eight years older than she is. I’m her stepbrother.
I have no right to want her this way.
Until another man tries to take her, and I realize it’s too late.
Kim Bradford is my queen. I claim her, and nothing is going to steal our happily ever after.

(CLAIM is a small-town, single-dad, age-gap, “will they or won’t they” football romance. It’s packed with yearning, angst, found-family, spice, and so much love. No cheating, no cliffhanger, no third act breakup, and a guaranteed HEA.)

Excerpt

“Last time I looked, we all had bad dads.” Edward’s tone is serious.

“Jack Bradford’s daughter deserves a good man. Someone like her dad.”

“I’m pretty sure she tried that already.”

“What are you saying?”

“You had your chance, and now she’s moved on. I hope.”

“What the f–k does that mean?” My voice rises.

“It means this isn’t your business.”

“F–k, yeah it is.”

“How? What are your feelings for Kim?”

The skin on my neck tightens the way it does every time this topic comes up, and I reach back to scrub it away.

“I don’t have feelings for her,” I lie. “She’s just a kid.”

“She’s a grown woman. She’s smart and beautiful, and she loves with all of her heart.”

“She’s my sister.” Only, the words are soft, without conviction.

“She has no blood relation to you. You left for college when your parents were married. You’ve never shared a house with her.”

“What’s your point, Edward?”

He exhales heavily, lips tensing. “It means your window of opportunity is rapidly closing. If you want something, you’d better act now before it’s too late.”

“I don’t know if I can do that.”“Then you’ll only have yourself to blame.”

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