Love Between Innings by Laura Langa
MY REVIEW: This was such a fun read! The chemistry and tension between these characters kept me invested from beginning to end✨
The enemies to lovers dynamic was so well done because they spent so much time walking that fine line between frustration and affection. One minute I was swooning at their interactions, and the next I was completely rooting for them to make up😂
And can we talk about Mags? 🥹 She completely stole my heart.
The only part that wasn’t quite my favorite was the miscommunication trope. While I understood why the characters reacted the way they did, I found myself wishing for more communication along the way💔
That being said, Tenny absolutely won me over. He was so thoughtful, caring, and easy to root for, and I loved watching the relationship develop as the story unfolded.
Most of all, I appreciated the way these characters did eventually work through their challenges and found their way back to each other. And that epilogue? Absolutely perfect. 🥹🤍
⚾️Workplace Romance
✨Golden Retriever MMC
⚾️Sports Romance
✨Reporter FMC
⚾️He Falls First
✨Millionaire MMC
⚾️Meet Kiss
✨Splash of Fake Dating
⚾️Enemies to Lovers
🌶️: Descriptive Kisses
🤬: None
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BLURB: Their banter is relentless. Their chemistry? Even better off-screen.
Behind our dazzling interview smiles, Tenny Jackson and I bicker nonstop—especially when our long-ago meet-cute kiss revealed he’s as much of a player off the field as he is at first base.
Tenny insists I’ve got him all wrong, but I won’t let sculpted forearms and a swoon-worthy smile distract me from the facts…or my professional goals. Even if he weren’t my enemy, dating a player would sink my credibility faster than the wave that wiped out my surfing career.
Then my eccentric grandmother shows up, and Tenny and I have to fake it off-camera too. Private dinners, family movie nights, and his hands-on fixer energy push me toward the unthinkable—calling a truce.
Between squashing Tenny’s pre-game superstitions and him encouraging me to get back on a surfboard, it’s getting hard to deny we’re rounding first on something real. But when a disastrous game-day fiasco turns us into a headline, it’s not only my job on the line—it’s my heart.
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