Kirjahaku

He's my teammate, he's straight, and we live together. Three strikes should be enough to shut my feelings down, but the rules of baseball don't matter when you're off the field.EthanMaking it to the big leagues is everything I've been working for. I'm ready to show that I belong with Boston, but I didn't count on James Hernandez. He's the team's star rookie pitcher, and the guy is as charming as he is talented. My goal is to keep my head down and work hard, but James is everywhere-in the dugout, in our shared apartment, and in my head.I'm not sure if he's a distraction I can afford. I've always been able to keep my guard up, but around James, I feel it slipping. That's dangerous, because the closer we get, the harder it is to stick to my number one rule: don't fall for your straight friends.JamesBaseball has always been my life, and getting signed by Boston is a dream come true. Everything is falling into place, but it's a little more complicated when your new teammate is Ethan Sullivan. He keeps to himself, but there's just something different about him that I can't put my finger on.He's talented, sure, but he's also way too easy to be around. I thought this season was just about proving myself, but the more time I spend with Ethan, the more I wonder if I'm playing a completely different game.Switch Pitching is a bi-awakening, friends-to-lovers M/M romance. It is the first book in the Off the Bench series, but can be read as a standalone.Tropes: Friends to LoversBi-AwakeningForced ProximitySlow BurnOpposites Attract

I need to stop crushing on the hot new guy. Asking him to move in with me is the last thing I should do. Ian My main goal for sophomore year is to survive with my bruised, rejected heart intact. That looks a lot like avoiding anything that could hurt me, at least until Callum Cross shows up. He's so quiet, it's like he doesn't want people to notice him, but Callum is too tall, too built, and too damn good-looking to hide from anyone, especially me. Sure, all signs point to Callum being straight, but nobody's had his back before, and there's nothing stopping us from just being friends. What makes things complicated is that Callum is exactly my type, and when he ends up crashing on my couch, there's no escaping how much I'd rather have him in bed. Callum A thousand miles isn't enough distance between here and home, not with nineteen years of baggage. I'm trying to keep my head down and stay out of the way where I belong, but Ian Scott doesn't get the memo. I'm a shell of who I want to be, but that attractive, out-of-my-league baseball player talks to me like we're friends, and then...we actually are. Ian noticed me, but I can't let him notice how I really feel-someone like him could never like me back. The only problem? He takes me in with open arms when I'm at my lowest. I know I'm not supposed to crave him, but he cares for me like nobody ever has. Ian gives me so much, and all I want is for him to take something back and take me apart.