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Chapters (40)
  1. Cover
  2. Catch
  3. What Reviewers Say About Kris Bryant’s Work
  4. Bold Strokes Books Social Media
  5. Bold Strokes Books Newsletter Signup
  6. By the Author
  7. Acknowledgments
  8. Dedication
  9. Chapter One—Win the Game, Lose the Girl
  10. Chapter Two—Rivals
  11. Chapter Three—Fumble
  12. Chapter Four—When Past and Present Collide
  13. Chapter Five—Sacked
  14. Chapter Six—First Meeting, Again
  15. Chapter Seven—Turnover
  16. Chapter Eight—The Defense
  17. Chapter Nine—Touchdown
  18. Chapter Ten—The Coach and the Cheerleader
  19. Chapter Eleven—First Touch
  20. Chapter Twelve—Turnover
  21. Chapter Thirteen—First Kiss
  22. Chapter Fourteen—The Same Team
  23. Chapter Fifteen—Neutral Zone
  24. Chapter Sixteen—One Minute of Truth
  25. Chapter Seventeen—The Snap
  26. Chapter Eighteen—First Kiss
  27. Chapter Nineteen—The Gay Quarterback
  28. Chapter Twenty—The Marriage
  29. Chapter Twenty-one—The Quarterback and the Cheerleader
  30. Chapter Twenty-two—The Troubled Quarterback
  31. Chapter Twenty-three—Scrambling
  32. Chapter Twenty-four—First Touch
  33. Chapter Twenty-five—First Meeting
  34. Chapter Twenty-six—Touchdown
  35. Chapter Twenty-seven—The New Girl
  36. Chapter Twenty-eight—Fair Catch
  37. Epilogue—Lose the Game, Win the Girl
  38. About the Author
  39. Books Available from Bold Strokes Books
  40. BOLDSTROKESBOOKS.COM

I smiled because she was charming and I knew she would look good on my arm. “I know you will.” I kissed her softly. “You make me look good.”

She posed and slowly spun so that I could see her amazing dress and heels and how perfect her hair and makeup were. Her auburn hair, when curled and styled, touched her shoulders. Her hazel eyes shifted from blue when she was happy to green when she cried. She was hot, no doubt about it, but I was also getting bored again. I didn’t have time for a girlfriend, but I didn’t know how to tell her that either. Our fights were becoming more frequent.

Tonight, she was being nice. We were going to a black-tie event in downtown Bridgemont where coaches and starters were introducing their charities to the public. It was a big event and tickets were by special invitation only. If you weren’t on the list, you didn’t get in.

“Now, hurry up and get ready. I don’t want to be late,” Lexi said.

I dropped my towel and slipped into the cream-colored double strap one-shoulder fit evening gown that Lexi wanted me to wear. I didn’t have a lot of time to mess with my hair so I blew it straight, applied makeup, and slipped on strappy heels. I stood in front of Lexi when I was ready.

“Well, how do I look?”

She ran her hands down my sides and rested them on my hips. “You look incredible. I’m going to have to fight everyone off tonight.”

“I’ll be the wallflower standing by the bar,” I said.

“You’ll be the one surrounded by all the football players who want to talk shop with you.” She rolled her eyes and smirked. It seemed odd that she wanted to start a fight tonight.

“Well, it is about football. All of this,” I said.

“I’ll just hang back with the girlfriends and wives and we’ll talk about how we never get to see our partners during the season.”

She was in for a rude awakening when she found out the players were home by six or seven. The coaches hung back to talk about the day’s practices and how to improve plays. If we could, we’d stay there all night. A new team was exhausting, but we were all so excited to make this happen. Lexi would never understand.

It also didn’t help that tonight I was most certainly going to run into Parker. It was inevitable. I had managed to avoid all gatherings with her until tonight. As I drove into town, I thought about how I was going to handle seeing and talking to Parker after all these years.