Relief Pitcher

When a workaholic brewer and a lonely chef team up to win a prestigious food and beer competition, they might find the perfect pairing in each other.

I thought I was helping him get his groove back. Turns out, he’s helping me fall in love.

Tyler
I have one rule when it comes to matters of my hormones: one and done. Consensually, of course. Fun with no complicated romantic feelings. Not that I’m built to experience those, anyway.

After my car breaks down on a remote road, I follow a lumbersnack back to his creepy cabin for the cell service. When a tree falls and blocks my car, I make the most of it. What’s more casual than riding out a storm in bed?

Except it stops being casual when I get hit with Big Feelings™ that equally terrify and thrill me. I’m a sure bet as a good time but high risk when it comes to caring for someone’s heart.

Cooper
I’ve been kind of a hermit since my husband died. Lately, though, I’ve been toying with the idea of putting myself out there again.

So when a hot guy with a fondness for d1ck jokes and a heart of gold offers to “clean out my pipes,” I grab it—and him—with both hands.

I know Ty doesn’t sleep with the same guy twice. So, after our unexpected weekend together, I focus on being grateful and moving on. But when he ends up as the relief pitcher for my rec softball team, the time we start spending together makes me want him even more.

Except after living through one massive loss, I’m not sure I’m brave enough to risk my heart again.

Relief Pitcher is a low angst, sweet and steamy MM contemporary romance with a demiromantic awakening, lacy underthings, unintentional arborist slander, plus size representation, and crows. A lot of crows. It’s book three in the Tap That Brewery series, which follows best friends who run a brewery together in a small town you’ll wish you could visit. Each book can be read as a stand-alone, but the jokes hit better if you read them in order.

Tropes: Demiromantic awakening, forced proximity