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Totally Opposed
By Becca Jackson

Totally Opposed Ebook

Love In Play Series, Book 3

Alan

When you’re crushing on a guy, the last thing you want is to get caught singing their name while naked in the locker room showers. Thankfully, Ryan pretended not to notice. I can play the denial game with the best of them, but I can’t ignore the growing feelings I have for him. We’ve been rivals on the field for two years, but lately, my eyes keep finding him off the field as well, drawn to his piercing blue stare and brilliant smile.

As fate would have it, we’re paired together for a sequence of Star-Crossed Lovers skits, and while I’m excited at the prospect of spending more time with him, with rumors of team cuts at the end of the season, it makes me wonder if there is any point in starting anything at all. Maybe we’re just destined to stay on opposing sides.

Ryan

Being on the other side of the world from your entire family is hard, especially when you see everyone else going home to theirs every night. So, when I moved in with Duckie and Ian, I was excited to at least have people to come home to.

But they aren’t the only ones I see every day. Across the alley lives an old man and his cat who greet me with a demonic howl and a gruff reminder that my favorite game isn’t “real” baseball.

Good thing I’m not easily offended, and while I might be still on the fence about the cat, imagine my surprise when I discover the old man is Alan Beaker’s grandfather. Suddenly, my days aren’t just filled with on-field practice and rehearsals with the guy I’ve been crushing on hard, they’re also filled with time spent with him off the field too.

It isn’t long until I notice just how devoted to his family Alan is, and the more time I spend with them, the more they make me feel like I belong. Now if only I can get Alan to take a chance on us, then I can make this feeling last forever.

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Fun, quirky, and good read. First, I love Banana Ball and knew I really wanted to read this book/series. It did not disappoint. The antics are great, the chemistry is off the charts, and the characters are endearing. I loved reading this story and the tentative development of their relationship. And the grandfather was a character that you will fall in love with. He was great! There were a couple of times when I felt like I wanted to push everything along faster, but there weren't too many of those. And a couple of times I wanted to slap Alan and Ryan on the back of their heads, but that usually happens when you want the characters to get the show on the road. I highly recommend this read. It was fun and good and you will find yourself wanting more. 4 stars.

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Dennis shoves open the locker room door. “Does anyone know Phillip’s part of the opening number?”
My hand is up, and I’m on my feet in a split second.
“Yeah, I’m pretty sure I do,” I say, and his face lights up.
“Great, Ryan, you’re with me. Now.”
I follow Dennis out of the room into the hall where Phillip and Alan are waiting. Phillip is lying on one of the medic stretchers, an ice pack on his head.
“What happened?” I ask, and he removes the pack, revealing a massive black eye.
“I got beat up.”
“What?” I ask, but Alan is laughing.
“It’s not like that. He got hit in the face by a kid’s bat.”
“So a kid beat you up?” I ask, and Dennis grabs the ice pack out of his hand and shoves it back over his eye.
“Keep that there. You’ll be fine. Now you two,” he says to Alan and me. “Get over here. I want to see you run it through before we have to be out there. Oh, crap.”
“What?” I ask.
“I’m not sure you will be able to lift Alan.”
“I’ll be fine,” I reply, but he doesn’t look convinced.
“Seriously, I bench more than he’s gotta weigh. I’ll be okay.”
Alan shakes his head. “You hurt your shoulder, you can’t lift me. What if it makes it worse?”
“I’m good, I swear. Kyle was overreacting.”
“I’ll do it,” Alan says, and I want to object and insist I’m fine, but I also really, really want him to pick me up in his arms and carry me. Shit, how much do I weigh?
“Umm, it’s okay. We can just jump down together.”
He spins to face me.
“You don’t think I can pick you up, do you?” He’s got one hand on his hip like he’s some diva offended by the implication they can’t do something.
“I’m just heavier than I look,” I reply with a shrug.
“Fuck that. I’m picking you up. Dennis, start the music. We got this.”