Living with Doubt by Riann C. Miller @RiannCMiller


Title: Living with Doubt (The
Regret Series Book 2)
Author: Riann C. Miller

April 24th 2017
Genre: Contemporary Romance

Jersey Girl & Co. Design
She’s hiding from everyone…



I don’t need a happily ever after filled with
fake promises, animosity and eventually a divorce to be content. I’m living the
dream…my dream, regardless of what anyone thinks of me. My meager life was
perfect until a cocky football player wormed his way into my existence. 



Once upon a time, I played an unconscious role
in my own life, a mistake I have no plans of repeating. I pride myself with my
outspoken and frequently excessive nature. It’s the consistent reminder of the
person I refuse to become ever again. 



He’s the
ultimate playboy…


Life is perfect. I’ve lived and breathed
football since I was a kid, and now I’m making millions playing in the NFL. I
keep women around for one reason, but never the same one. The only attachments
I need are family and friends but life has a bizarre way of proving a person
wrong. When a concussion leaves my best-friend’s life spinning out of control,
the last thing I expected was to meet an outrageous woman who leaves me begging
for more.


She lives in New York. 


I live in Arizona. 



She promised me one night, but I discovered
that’s not enough. Now, I need to figure out if I’m a pro off the field because
I’m about to play the biggest game of my life.
Living with Doubt (The Regret Series Book 2)
Text Copyright © 2017 Riann C. Miller
All Rights Reserved
take a deep breath and slowly exhale. When I turn back around, I find I’m still
being watched. “And who are you?”
question as his eyes dance back and forth while a slow sensual smile takes over
his gorgeous face.
don’t date. I don’t have time in my life for a man, and when I go out looking
for a way to relieve my sexual tension, I don’t choose men who have legs the
size of tree trunks. But this one happens to turn me on in a way I haven’t
experienced in years. If we were back in New York, I’d be willing to give him a
try—just for one night.
Jake Girard.” He sticks out his hand to greet me.
I slip my fingers into his, the hair on my arm stands to attention.
to meet you,” he drawls.
breath gets caught in my throat as I stare at his lips.
you are…?” He trails off as my brain desperately tries to remember what he
asked me.
Lacey Davis.”
Ms. Davis, it’s damn nice to meet you.” My eyes widen as he crosses his
colossal arms over his chest.
must work out. A lot.”
smiles as he rubs his jaw. “You really don’t know who I am?”
step back as my eyes roam down his body once more. Nope…I would definitely
remember meeting this man. I shrug, hoping I appear unimpressed. “Why would I
know you?”
studies me closely. “You’re from New York, correct?”
York happens to have two NFL teams. Are you seriously telling me you never
watch football?”
I distractedly question.
I’m Chase’s friend, but I’m also his teammate. I play for the Arizona
Cardinals,” he proudly states, to which my mouth drops open. He’s a football
player. He’s a humongous football player who thought I would recognize him from
either his face or name.


I pop the P louder than necessary.
“Never heard of you before. I guess out of the almost nine million people who
live in New York, you were bound to find someone who doesn’t give a damn about
Riann C. Miller lives in southeast Kansas and writes steamy
contemporary romance stories.

 When she’s not reading or writing, she spends
time with her friends and family or you might catch her watching a baseball
game with a beer in her hand.
Riann who pronounces her name (Ry-an) also preoccupies a lot of her time on
social media connecting with readers.

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