Chapters (40)
- Cover
- Catch
- What Reviewers Say About Kris Bryant’s Work
- Bold Strokes Books Social Media
- Bold Strokes Books Newsletter Signup
- By the Author
- Acknowledgments
- Dedication
- Chapter One—Win the Game, Lose the Girl
- Chapter Two—Rivals
- Chapter Three—Fumble
- Chapter Four—When Past and Present Collide
- Chapter Five—Sacked
- Chapter Six—First Meeting, Again
- Chapter Seven—Turnover
- Chapter Eight—The Defense
- Chapter Nine—Touchdown
- Chapter Ten—The Coach and the Cheerleader
- Chapter Eleven—First Touch
- Chapter Twelve—Turnover
- Chapter Thirteen—First Kiss
- Chapter Fourteen—The Same Team
- Chapter Fifteen—Neutral Zone
- Chapter Sixteen—One Minute of Truth
- Chapter Seventeen—The Snap
- Chapter Eighteen—First Kiss
- Chapter Nineteen—The Gay Quarterback
- Chapter Twenty—The Marriage
- Chapter Twenty-one—The Quarterback and the Cheerleader
- Chapter Twenty-two—The Troubled Quarterback
- Chapter Twenty-three—Scrambling
- Chapter Twenty-four—First Touch
- Chapter Twenty-five—First Meeting
- Chapter Twenty-six—Touchdown
- Chapter Twenty-seven—The New Girl
- Chapter Twenty-eight—Fair Catch
- Epilogue—Lose the Game, Win the Girl
- About the Author
- Books Available from Bold Strokes Books
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“I’m hanging out with my dad, but thanks for the offer.” I felt bad for Archie. I was sure he thought he was going to take Grayson’s place, but that wasn’t going to happen. Our scouts had found a few quarterbacks coming up in the draft, but we had our eye on a benchwarmer from Jacksonville who had massive potential and wasn’t being utilized. If we bought out his contract, we could use the draft for defensive backs. “Speaking of which, I should get going. I need to pack so I can get out of here first thing in the morning.” We were off for a few days and I planned on spending the weekend with my dad and Judy. Dad and I had always watched the Super Bowl together and I had no interest in messing with tradition.
When I was driving a text from Parker popped up. You looked beautiful tonight.
I purposely wore three-inch heels and a dress for Parker’s enjoyment. I was still shorter than most of the players even though I towered over the coaches and wives. I drove home smiling. It was a good night. I had the weekend off and I was driving to my dad’s in Rhode Island in the morning. I called Hayley as I drove because she deserved to know the whole story.
“You’ve been holding out on me. I get that you couldn’t tell me about the divorce, but you still suck.”
I sighed. “There’s more.”
“Oh, God. This sounds bad. It’s bad, isn’t it?”
“It’s not really my story to tell, but part of it is mine so I think I can tell you. This can’t get out though.” I could practically hear her roll her eyes at me.
“Okay, I pinky swear or whatever the kids say now.”
“Well, they don’t say that. Okay.” I squeezed the steering wheel and braced myself for the barrage of questions that she for sure would pelt me with. “Grayson’s gay.” I winced waiting for the explosion.
“What?” Her volume level didn’t disappoint.
“He’s gay. So is Parker. Or at least she’s bi. I never asked her how she identifies.”
“Well, I figured that about Parker, but wow. Grayson?” I heard rustling around and knew she was pacing. “Are you kidding me? What the fuck? How long has he known?”
“I don’t know, but he and Matt have been dating since college.”
“Uncle Matt?” Her volume was back. “What about Parker? How is she doing? Wait. Did she know?”
“She’s known since the beginning,” I said.
“Oh, Sutton. This is a lot to take in. I feel so bad for them. What about the kids? How are they doing?”
“According to Grayson and Parker, they are adjusting well. They’ve known Matt their entire lives. Grayson and Matt have an apartment near the house. They’ll have fifty-fifty custody.”