Who’s on First Date?

Title: Who’s on First Date?

Author: JoJo Barlett

Genre: Sports RomCom

Models: Amanda Daws and Alex Stephens

Editor: Kristina Circelli from Red Road Editing

Cover Designer: Kelsey Keeton from K Keeton Designs

Photographer: Kelsey Keeton from K Keeton Designs

Publication Date: April 5^th, 2018

Hosted by: Lady Amber’s Reivews & PR

Blurb:

Sometimes love can throw curve balls.

Eden’s been burned (not unlike her ex’s abandoned crap) and isn’t ready to try dating again. 

She lives vicariously through her co-worker’s sex life, all while veering dangerously close to being the next cat lady who has sworn off men. 

When Eden stumbles (quite literally) into the life of professional baseball player, Robert “Bobby” King, more than spilled beers will get in their way.

Bobby has had a handful of one night stands and realizes he won’t find love with someone he finds leaning against the locker room door. With his focus on healing his recent knee injury and keeping his name in the game, Bobby never imagines he’d be fighting for the girl of his dreams, too.

With constant mishaps and miscommunications, and spring training around the corner, can Bobby and Eden win the game of love?

**Who's on First Date? is a full-length (75k words) novel intended for MATURE readers, aged 18+, who enjoy lots of steam with their smirks and flirts.

JoJo Bartlett loves soft blankets, the color blue, and laughing so hard she snorts. She's never met a chocolate chip cookie she didn't like. If you ask her husband or two kids, they will tell you she considers being called "weird" a compliment. Should the opportunity to participate in shenanigans with JoJo ever be presented to you... seize it, with both hands (or however many you have).

Author Links:

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Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/JoJoBartlettBooks

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Eden's POV excerpt:

Black Friday came and went. I wouldn’t be caught out in that mess. I much preferred starting my Christmas movie-watching binge snuggled up in blankets, drinking hot chocolate, and eating Thanksgiving dinner leftovers.

Who was I kidding? I was really just waiting for my phone to ring. When it finally did, Tiny experienced a short-distance flight in my hustle to find my phone lost in my blankets.

“Hello?”

“Eden.” My name sounded like a breath of fresh air in his voice.

“Hi, Bobby.”

“You sound breathless. Were you working out?”

Ha! As if that was on my agenda this weekend. “What? And lose all the calories I tried so hard to shove in my mouth last night? What a scandalous suggestion.”

He laughed, and it sounded like sexy silk rolling across my heart. “Well, I’m glad you answered anyway.”

“Me too. How was your day?” Tiny crawled up into my lap for a post-flight inspection. He calmed my nerves with his presence.

“Not too bad. Tomorrow will be the long one. I hate clothes shopping. I get measured and prodded enough for just my uniform, and then these penguin suits, dress clothes, and the events I’m forced to attend in them completely do me in.”

I chuckled. “Poor baby. Have you ever tried wearing Spanx, walking in heels, or applying false eyelashes? We women have a motto: Beauty must suffer.”

“You would know.”

His words warmed me in all the best places.

  

Who’s on First Date?

Title: Who’s on First Date?

Author: JoJo Barlett

Genre: Sports RomCom

Models: Amanda Daws and Alex Stephens

Editor: Kristina Circelli from Red Road Editing

Cover Designer: Kelsey Keeton from K Keeton Designs

Photographer: Kelsey Keeton from K Keeton Designs

Publication Date: April 5^th, 2018

Hosted by: Lady Amber’s Reivews & PR

Blurb:

Sometimes love can throw curve balls.

Eden’s been burned (not unlike her ex’s abandoned crap) and isn’t ready to try dating again. 

She lives vicariously through her co-worker’s sex life, all while veering dangerously close to being the next cat lady who has sworn off men. 

When Eden stumbles (quite literally) into the life of professional baseball player, Robert “Bobby” King, more than spilled beers will get in their way.

Bobby has had a handful of one night stands and realizes he won’t find love with someone he finds leaning against the locker room door. With his focus on healing his recent knee injury and keeping his name in the game, Bobby never imagines he’d be fighting for the girl of his dreams, too.

With constant mishaps and miscommunications, and spring training around the corner, can Bobby and Eden win the game of love?

**Who's on First Date? is a full-length (75k words) novel intended for MATURE readers, aged 18+, who enjoy lots of steam with their smirks and flirts.

Daycause Campaign: 

https://www.daycause.com/amber-garcia-627/whos-on-first-date-release-blitz

JoJo Bartlett loves soft blankets, the color blue, and laughing so hard she snorts. She's never met a chocolate chip cookie she didn't like. If you ask her husband or two kids, they will tell you she considers being called "weird" a compliment. Should the opportunity to participate in shenanigans with JoJo ever be presented to you... seize it, with both hands (or however many you have).

Author Links:

Amazon: http://amzn.to/2pwpA3b

Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/JoJoBartlettBooks

Pre-Order Links:

Amazon: http://amzn.to/2GSJCMV

Bobby's POV excerpt:

The radio started blasting when she fired the ignition. Her cheeks turned red as she rushed to turn it down or off or to another station.

“What was that?”

“You’ve never heard of Justin Timberlake? Are you too cool for him?”

“That was not Justin Timberlake.”

“Yes, it was.”

“If you say so.” Here’s the thing, I knew it was Justin Timberlake, but it was also the other guys he was in the boy band with. It wasn’t cool and manly for me to know that, so I bit my tongue.

“It was *NSync,” she let it out in a rush, like she couldn’t contain it any more. It made me smile, especially when she kept talking. “I am not ashamed. They are the best boy band who ever lived. Don’t come at me with talk about Backstreet Boys or One Direction either. It’s nonsense. As far as I’m concerned, the only groups who come close to their level of awesomeness are The Beatles and The Jackson 5. But they were both a bit before my time.”

I smiled and waited, hoping her passionate rant would continue. The look on her face when I admitted I agreed with her would be worth it if she felt like she’d somehow earned my compliance on the issue. These were the fun conversations we were good at having.

“What? Do you have another group in mind?” Her gaze left the road for a second to turn to me, so I straightened my face. I didn’t want to let her in on my secret just yet. Plus, I wanted to see how she’d go on.

“There are plenty of groups out there. There’s New Edition, 98 Degrees, New Kids on the Block, and Boyz II Men to name a few. But none of them compare to Justin, Chris, Joey, Lance, and JC. None of them.”

A huff of air came out before I replied, “Oh yeah? What about those long-haired gods, Hanson, who played their own instruments? And who else could make a song called MmmBop popular? Now that’s talent. Or, speaking of talent, what about the Jonas Brothers? Those purity-ring wearing momma’s boys were even in some movies! Real star power with those ones.”

“You know far too much to pretend you didn’t know that was *NSync. You’re a huge fan, aren’t you?” She was laughing at my pseudo-rant.

“No! I mean, yes, but you know, it’s JT.” I laughed along with her. “Not as big as you evidently, but I do love your passion.”

“Well, I can’t hide it, so you’d better get used to it. It is what it is.” When she looked at me at the red light, I let her see my smile. The charming one I couldn’t hold back from those people I actually enjoyed being around.

“Can I hear the song you were jamming out to?”

She smiled back and hit play, letting Tearin’ Up My Heart blast.

  

Who’s on First Date?

Title: Who’s on First Date?

Author: JoJo Barlett

Genre: Sports RomCom

Models: Amanda Daws and Alex Stephens

Editor: Kristina Circelli from Red Road Editing

Cover Designer: Kelsey Keeton from K Keeton Designs

Photographer: Kelsey Keeton from K Keeton Designs

Publication Date: April 5^th, 2018

Hosted by: Lady Amber’s Reivews & PR

Blurb:

Sometimes love can throw curve balls.

Eden’s been burned (not unlike her ex’s abandoned crap) and isn’t ready to try dating again. 

She lives vicariously through her co-worker’s sex life, all while veering dangerously close to being the next cat lady who has sworn off men. 

When Eden stumbles (quite literally) into the life of professional baseball player, Robert “Bobby” King, more than spilled beers will get in their way.

Bobby has had a handful of one night stands and realizes he won’t find love with someone he finds leaning against the locker room door. With his focus on healing his recent knee injury and keeping his name in the game, Bobby never imagines he’d be fighting for the girl of his dreams, too.

With constant mishaps and miscommunications, and spring training around the corner, can Bobby and Eden win the game of love?

**Who's on First Date? is a full-length (75k words) novel intended for MATURE readers, aged 18+, who enjoy lots of steam with their smirks and flirts.

Daycause Campaign: 

https://www.daycause.com/amber-garcia-627/whos-on-first-date-release-blitz

JoJo Bartlett loves soft blankets, the color blue, and laughing so hard she snorts. She's never met a chocolate chip cookie she didn't like. If you ask her husband or two kids, they will tell you she considers being called "weird" a compliment. Should the opportunity to participate in shenanigans with JoJo ever be presented to you... seize it, with both hands (or however many you have).

Author Links:

Amazon: http://amzn.to/2pwpA3b

Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/JoJoBartlettBooks

Pre-Order Links:

Amazon: http://amzn.to/2GSJCMV

Bobby's POV excerpt:

The radio started blasting when she fired the ignition. Her cheeks turned red as she rushed to turn it down or off or to another station.

“What was that?”

“You’ve never heard of Justin Timberlake? Are you too cool for him?”

“That was not Justin Timberlake.”

“Yes, it was.”

“If you say so.” Here’s the thing, I knew it was Justin Timberlake, but it was also the other guys he was in the boy band with. It wasn’t cool and manly for me to know that, so I bit my tongue.

“It was *NSync,” she let it out in a rush, like she couldn’t contain it any more. It made me smile, especially when she kept talking. “I am not ashamed. They are the best boy band who ever lived. Don’t come at me with talk about Backstreet Boys or One Direction either. 

It’s nonsense. As far as I’m concerned, the only groups who come close to their level of awesomeness are The Beatles and The Jackson 5. But they were both a bit before my time.”

I smiled and waited, hoping her passionate rant would continue. The look on her face when I admitted I agreed with her would be worth it if she felt like she’d somehow earned my compliance on the issue. These were the fun conversations we were good at having.

“What? Do you have another group in mind?” Her gaze left the road for a second to turn to me, so I straightened my face. I didn’t want to let her in on my secret just yet. Plus, I wanted to see how she’d go on.

“There are plenty of groups out there. There’s New Edition, 98 Degrees, New Kids on the Block, and Boyz II Men to name a few. But none of them compare to Justin, Chris, Joey, Lance, and JC. None of them.”

A huff of air came out before I replied, “Oh yeah? What about those long-haired gods, Hanson, who played their own instruments? And who else could make a song called MmmBop popular? Now that’s talent. Or, speaking of talent, what about the Jonas Brothers? 

Those purity-ring wearing momma’s boys were even in some movies! Real star power with those ones.”

“You know far too much to pretend you didn’t know that was *NSync. You’re a huge fan, aren’t you?” She was laughing at my pseudo-rant.

“No! I mean, yes, but you know, it’s JT.” I laughed along with her. “Not as big as you evidently, but I do love your passion.”

“Well, I can’t hide it, so you’d better get used to it. It is what it is.” When she looked at me at the red light, I let her see my smile. The charming one I couldn’t hold back from those people I actually enjoyed being around.

“Can I hear the song you were jamming out to?”

She smiled back and hit play, letting Tearin’ Up My Heart blast.