Set to Love,
a volleyball romance by Jennifer Rae Gravely
The
championship is her dearest desire, not love.
Recently
appointed girls’ volleyball coach at Keowee High School, Randi Sly spends the
night with rival coach Blake Steele after getting sick from drinking too much
wine. Rumors swirl as the two battle for the State crown.
Born in Ohio but raised in Pickens, SC, I graduated from Converse
College with a triple major in history, politics, and English before earning my
master’s degree in education. Returning to my high school alma mater to teach
English and to coach volleyball, my teams won four state championships and six
upper state titles in ten years. I live with my husband, daughter, seven
beagles, and one cat. Set to Love is
the second romance published by Astraea Press featuring the fictional Southern
town of Keowee.
Twitter: @JenniferRaeGrav
Read on for a sneak peek from Set to Love
Tip One
Be
confident: The game of volleyball is not only physical but also psychological.
Directly in his path, he
spotted Randi Sly fumbling in her purse, not paying attention to the curb in
front of her. “Randi,” he called. “Watch out!” He lunged forward, catching her
as she stumbled. For a brief moment as she filled his arms, he thought of
Jenna.
“What are you doing?” she
squealed, pulling away. “If you hadn’t called my name, I wouldn’t have
tripped.” Randi narrowed her eyes as she ran her hands down her thighs,
straightening the clingy cloth that outlined the shapeliness of her long legs.
“No, if I hadn’t called your
name and caught you, you would’ve broken your ankle. Some thanks for a noble
deed done.”
“I’m not a damsel you have
to save.” She brushed her long, shiny brown hair from her shoulders. Even in
high heels, she had to look up at him. Blake liked tall woman best and
appreciated an athletic but shapely build. Randi obviously worked out on a
regular basis, and she was every bit as tall as Jenna.
Blake laughed aloud as he
mentally pushed the thought of Jenna out of his head. He needed to quit
comparing everyone to her. “You’re one of those.”
“What does that mean?” She
squared her shoulders, showing with her body language a complete dislike of
him. No doubt she didn’t care for him calling her team out at the meeting. Her
eyes blazed like a blue flame in the growing darkness of the night.
“Independent female, the
kind that’s a bit self-righteous.” Blake liked a feisty girl. That’s what drew
him to Jenna last year when she moved to the area.
Randi huffed, as he knew she
would. He liked to play the game, but this one he suspected was pretty good at
her job or else she wouldn’t have landed such a prestigious position. Keowee
was a county and region rival of his school Saluda, the two volleyball
powerhouses splitting the last decade’s state championships. He needed to gain
an edge.
“Don’t underestimate me, Blake.”
He inclined his head in her
direction. “Wouldn’t dream of it.” With that, he continued to his car thinking
how he definitely needed to keep his eye on Randi Sly.
Thanks so much for spotlighting Set to Love. I appreciate it greatly and hopy y'all will love the story as much as I do. :)
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