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
- BOLDSTROKESBOOKS.COM
“Parker’s too nice to tell you to fuck off,” Hayley said.
Zay walked into the kitchen and brushed his long bangs out of his face with his slender fingers. He wasn’t a big guy, but he was tall and scrappy. “What’s going on here?”
Andrew laughed. “Nothing. Just girls being girls. I’ll see you later, Parker.”
Hayley made a gagging noise when he left the kitchen. She turned to Parker. “Tell me you’re not into him.”
Parker looked alarmed. “No. He’s too…” She paused trying to find the right word.
“Predatory?” Hayley suggested.
“Gross?” I added. We all laughed knowing we were on the same page. “Don’t worry, Parker, we’ll make sure you aren’t alone with him.”
“Thanks.” She took another drink and hissed.
“You know, it’s okay not to drink if you don’t want to.” I held up my red Solo Cup. “It’s ice water. I put it in a cup so nobody questions me.”
Parker put her hard lemonade on the counter and took a sip from my cup. “This tastes so good.”
I grabbed another cup, added ice cubes, and turned on the filter on the sink. “Would you like your own?”
She held up my cup and took another sip. Her tongue darted out to catch a small drop of water on her upper lip. I was mesmerized. “No, I’m good with this one if you don’t mind.”
Hayley, standing behind her, gaped at me and quickly pushed Zay out of the kitchen. “We’ll catch you later.”
When it was just the two of us, Parker turned to face me. “What did you think about prom?”
We had danced as a group and every time I got close to Parker, she got pulled in a different direction. It was as if something was purposely pulling us apart. Hayley joked that Parker’s parents were probably watching us the whole time on hidden cameras and I was convinced she was right after three failed attempts of trying to dance with her. “I’m glad we’re here and not there.”
Parker tilted her head at me. “Why?”
It was now or never. It was just the two of us standing in the kitchen. I leaned my hip up against the counter and before I got lost in her blue eyes and tight body, I said, “Because I finally get you all to myself.”
Chapter Sixteen—One Minute of Truth
Present
I grabbed Hayley’s hand and pulled her to me before we walked up the driveway. “Thank you for doing this for me. I know you had a hard time getting away for the night.”