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Praise for Alexa Martin

“Martin is an incredible storyteller and has a unique ability to blend fiction with real-life situations in the sports world.”

—New York Times bestselling author La La Anthony

“The kind of book that’s destined to be passed from friend to friend.”

—PopSugar

“An emotional journey with an intoxicating romance.”

—NPR

“A fun and sexy romance novel set in the sports world.”

—Bustle

“If you like steamy romance with a side of sports, this fun, fast-paced novel is for you.”

—HelloGiggles

“The writing is snappy, the pacing is quick, the romance is sublime, and the humor is off the charts. Alexa Martin delivers a stellar love story, and I can’t wait to see what she writes next.”

—USA Today

“Martin scores a touchdown of a debut with Intercepted, a witty rom-com set in the world of professional football players and their wives.”

—Entertainment Weekly

“Fast, fun, and absolutely engaging. A smashing debut!”

—New York Times bestselling author Kristan Higgins

“Alexa Martin’s books are the ultimate reading escape, filled with fabulous characters; witty, dazzling prose; and swoon-worthy romances.”

—New York Times bestselling author Chanel Cleeton

“Alexa Martin is so good at this; I’m so impressed by how nuanced and thoughtful this book is, while still being hilarious and sexy!”

—New York Times bestselling author Jasmine Guillory

“Alexa Martin is an auto-buy author for me. Mom Jeans and Other Mistakes is a celebration of the strength, joy, and complications of female friendships that span our lifetimes. I will read anything Alexa Martin writes!”

—Lyssa Kay Adams, author of Isn’t It Bromantic?

Titles by Alexa Martin

Mom Jeans and Other Mistakes

Better than Fiction

The Playbook Series

Intercepted

Fumbled

Blitzed

Snapped

Dedication

For my grandma. I miss you every day.

CHAPTER 1

I know it’s not the politically correct thing to say, but school is most definitely for fools.

Listen, I get it. I won’t tell the kids, but I already fell victim to the great con. I was a good student—not full-scholarship good, but solid—went to a decent college, majored in something other than art. And where did it get me?

A high-paying job on Wall Street where I laugh at the peons around me complaining about school debt?

Not even close.

It landed me as the owner of a bookstore I most definitely didn’t want to own, pretending to care while this woman drones on and on about the difference between women’s fiction and romance. But, you know, good thing I aced that AP Chemistry exam.

“I’m so glad you’re able to find something you love here.” I pull out one of my many well-rehearsed responses. I hope it will send her on her way so I can do inventory—or pull out my hair—but then she cuts me off and hits me with something no amount of rehearsal could prepare me for.